Ben walks into the bedroom while I'm getting dressed, toting a book.
"Daddy, does this say 'president?'"
I look at the book, Duck for President.
"Wow! Yes, it does!"
"I sounded it out all by myself."
"That's fantastic, Ben. Great job!"
"Duck for President... What's a president?"
Must... bite... tongue...
"Well Ben, ask me again in a couple of years, and maybe I'll have a respectable answer to that."
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