Lady Optimistic

Yesterday evening, at the end of a gloriously eventful day, Iron Man asked me, “Mommy, am I a Democrat?”

Like a doe caught in the headlights I felt completely cornered and utterly paralyzed.  What am I supposed to tell my almost-six-year-old?

So I asked him, do you know what a Democrat is?

“No.”

I saw my out…  I told him if he did not know what a Democrat is, then how could he be one?
Silence.  Then, a short while later, snoring…

What a relief, until he asks me what a Democrat is.  Maybe I’ll just search YouTube for Face the Nation and let him figure it out for himself  🙂