"Mama," my ten-year-old son said. "What year would you go to if you had a time machine?"
I thought about that. "I guess I'd go about a thousand years into the future. Just because I'm curious about what life would be like then."
Bubba nodded. "Do you know what year I'd go to?"
"No. What year?"
"1560?" I thought that was a pretty odd year to choose. "Why?"
Bubba gave me a big grin. "Because that's the year before school was invented. And I don't want to have to go to school!"