With the MH coronation wrapped for another year, the Martian kids cornered me with the most serious question they could manage:
‘Dr. Glassford, now that the birthday is over, do we unbow? Or do we keep living with bows?’

They know exactly what they’re doing with all that exaggerated innocence, and calculated cuteness.

They love any excuse to celebrate, and with that level of charm I might actually die or bring them all to Canada.

It’s their kind of strategy to melt a person and make them forget they were living for anything else.