moved to speak:

I was watching the presidential debates wednesday night (of course), when my sister sat down next to me and asked what i was watching. (she also asked why there weren't any songs, but that's besides the point.)
"well, these two people are trying to be the president" i say...
she has no idea what the president is, i realize.
"hmmm....let's see....where do we live, addie?"
"new york" she says, as if every three-year-old knows this (she knows her phone number too...in case you're wondering)
"okay, but where is new york?"
....
"well, new york is in americ—"
"the'merican flag!"
"right." (pause to recover) "well, you know how mommy and daddy take care of all of us, like get us clothes and food and stuff"
"mmm-hmm"
"well, the president is supposed to take care of everyone in america" i say. and mean it.
"but there are two" she says, then proves it by counting them.
"right. we get to choose which one we want"
"how do you choose?"
"well...it's based on a whole bunch of things like" (i stop) "how would you choose?"
she scrunches her face in thought....then it comes to her, "the one that gives ice pops to everyone." at this moment i know we have another marxist in the family.

couldn't the world do with a little more wisdom from toddlers?