I heard another great story about my 8 year old nephew Snake today from his mom, La Hermana. The boy is spending time at camp this week. This camp is much more serious than when I went to camp and worried about when to swim versus how long ago I had drank a slushee. Snake came home and told his mom about their discussion on politics.
The boy starts telling everyone how he learned that a woman was running for President. This (paraphrased but amazingly accurate) exchange took place:
Snake: I don’t want her to be President.
La Hermana: Why?
Snake: Because she will make a law that everyone will have to get a pony for their birthday!
La Hermana: Really?
Snake: Then she will make a law that boys will have to wear dresses…and high-heels!
If this isn’t the best I don’t know what is. I like to think that he honestly has that tiny little fear in him about the dresses…hehehe.
This sort of makes me think of this from everyone’s favorite television show:
