Thursday, September 11, 2008

Ready for the job

Said to the boy tonight, "She's my age. Am I ready to be President? No!"

His response: I think you'd be an excellent president. People would hate you but you'd do a good job.

I thanked him for the compliment. He repeated that I really would do a good job, but I'd be despised.

Why do I feel like that was a warm fuzzy?

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