In the quiet stillness of the early morning, you sat at the kitchen table, sipping my coffee, savoring the peace. The sky was just beginning to glow with the first hints of dawn when a sudden explosion shook the house. Your coffee sloshed over the rim of the cup as I bolted upright.

you rushed outside, heart pounding, to find a massive crater in the yard. At the center of it stood your daughter, covered in dust, examining her handiwork with a critical eye.

"Ugh, it’s too small," she said, frowning at the crater, as if it were a mere practice run.