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mapboy, candyland, and the election

mapboy has taken quite an interest in the presidential election. he can tell you more facts than i can and i have actually followed it this time around. a few weeks ago, he was home from school with an ear infection. i was working while he was playing quietly in the family room. i happened to walk by and glance his direction. he had candyland out. i commented it looked like tigger was winning(we have the winnie the pooh version). he was quick to correct to me," mom, that isn't tigger, it is obama!" huh?!??

sure enough, he had made name cards for each character: obama, hillary, mccain, romney, and huckabee. he is 7!!!!!

once again, this afternoon he was focused on another great candyland race, election style. this time he threw ron paul into the mix. what in the world? how had he even really heard that name?!?!? last i remember, both paul and hillary were stuck in those swamp parts. maybe he does have some insight.

something just isn't right...i should not have a seven year old boy turning candlyland into the election trail!!!!

Comments

Kevin Flick said…
Mapboy for President 2037!!!! (I tried to figure it out, but could be off...ha!)
Kori said…
This CRACKED me up!!!

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