What do you do when when a six-year-old sheathed in plastic armor points a large shiny silver plastic laser gun in your direction and shouts… “Dissolve Creature!” as he pulls the trigger?

Naturally… you drop down dead in a puddle on the floor, that’s what!

So that’s exactly what I did. Despite the fact that I had a 10 month old on my hip and another at my feet.

Another six-year-old and a four-year-old ventured near with swords at hand and some ridiculous things on their heads for who knows what reason, and began poking me to check my level of deadness. (not to mention one of the twin babes sitting there bawling and the other curiously trying to poke me in the (thankfully) closed eye)

As I laid there inert (I can do that part for an amazingly long time, long enough that the three marauders went to the next room to confer and the crying 10-month-old stopped crying) I suddenly had a brainstorm…

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