Today I took the kids into church and they scurried through venerating the icons (all done by the time I’d even taken off my coat) and then one boy (the one who looks like a seven-year-old hipster) came to stand with me because his dad hadn’t come back yet. And he’s standing there and I’m singing and suddenly he says to me, “I think I’m going to do some blacksmithing when I get home.”