Scene: A and J are driving home after a swimming class.
A (from the back seat): "J! I want to have a Abraham Lincoln themed party -- "
J (imagining readings of the Emancipation Proclamation and the Gettysburg Address): "Oh." (Not so secretly pleased that A is voraciously learning about all the American Presidents.)
A (continuing) " -- that way I can be John Wilkes Booth and you can be Abraham Lincoln and I can shoot you in the back of the head!"
J: A! That's just wrong! There's no way we are having that kind of re-enactment at a party (Thankful that we haven't played Stephen Sondheim's Assassins.)
I guess I should expect this sort of thing from someone whose favorite presidents are William Howard Taft and Richard Milhouse Nixon.
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