Earlier this week Asa ran into the closet where I was hanging clothes and said in an out of breath voice, "Who won?!"
"Who won what buddy?" I asked.
"The president! Who won the president?"
"We already talked about this, remember?" I said. "Barak Obama won."
"But who won after him?" he asked with anticipation.
"Nobody, Ace. He gets to the president for a few years before someone else can win."
"Oh." He looked a little downcast.
After a few minutes contemplation he began again.
"Mommy?" He said with a look of defiant determination. "When I'm president will Obama still be president?"
"No buddy", I replied with a smile, "You'll be running against someone else when you become president."
"Do you know what I'm going to do when I'm president?" he asked.
"What?"
"Give all my money to God, take care of the Earth, share the Earth with everyone because it belongs to all of us, and rule the world."
"That's a great plan, buddy," I assured him. "You can count on my vote."
"Thanks Momma!" he called as he skipped away.

Asa in '44

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