I'm not one normally stuck for a word or a 1000 but tonight during dinner I was well and truely gobsmacked.
Daughter #2 (age 5.4) : America is where the president is. I'd like to be president.
Daughter #1: (age 6.9) You can't be - rolls eyes - you don't even live in America.
Mammy (age 30 +) : But you could be president of Ireland some day if you wanted to - silently wonders if Irish is a prerequisite for such a job as if that was the only obstacle.
Daughter #1: Britney Spears is the President of America, isn't she?
Thankfully Mammy is very well versed in the latest celebrity happenings, thanks to hours spent writing (i.e. surfing) every day, and was able to explain exactly who Ms Spears is. As for the president of America? Well, Daughter #1 is far too young and idealistic to understand why America would have chosen George W over an allegedly drug-addicted, mentally unstable songstress.