All of the election publicity has my kids talking politics.
"Mama," my eight-year-old son said, "I want to be President when I grow up."
"That's nice," I said. "You'd be a good President."
"What do I have to do to become President?"
"You have to go to school and study history, and government, and law," I explained.
My eleven-year-old daughter added her two cents to the conversation. "I'm going to go to Harvard law school."
"I hope you get a good scholarship for that," I said.
She continued. "Then I'm going to be the governor of Vermont."
"Vermont? Why Vermont? You're not from Vermont." I couldn't understand that girl's thinking.
"Because that's where Ben and Jerry's ice cream started. And I like the Americone Dream flavor."