"Daddy, who is the leader of America right this minute?"
I reply, "President Bush."
"And we're voting for one of the two other guys because he's tired of being the leader?"
"Well, actually..." And I give him my best 60-second answer about things like term limits and such. I talk about how no one can be president forever and that we take turns, kind of like how he and his sister must take turns doing things. I finish and look forward to answering any follow-up questions he might have.
"Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"If you get a dead ant and put chocolate on it, it will taste like chocolate."
And the rest of our conversation was a lot more fun.
4 comments:
He's so cute!
Awww...that is just beyond precious!!!
My little fiercely-liberal political chip off the block told me, today: "Mommy, you need to get McCain's email address and type him a message that says, 'Dear McCain, Why are you such an A-hole?'"
I told her I would, but I don't want to live at Gitmo.
Kids... gotta love 'em. (It's the law.) *GGGG*
Mel.
So. He's going to be a chef. I'll have to try that recipe.
He would win any debate with change-of-topic tactics like that...
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