When Lydia came home from her school’s dress-up day on Friday, she told me that her friend Ingrid had dressed up as Anastasia.

“Really?” I asked, thinking that was a sophisticated costume choice for a second-grader.

“You know who she is?”

“Of course,” I replied, wondering further about what an Anastasia costume might look like.

Silly me, I assumed we were talking about the Romanov princess. Turns out it was a whole other Anastacia.