At dinner, we were laughing about some political remark one of the girls’ classmates made. M tried to explain that this child simply didn’t know what he was talking about.
“Oh, I know,” Cute W said. “Most kids your age don’t really follow politics. They just sort of parrot whatever their parents say.”
“Including you guys,” I put in.
“Well, yes, but I was trying to be diplomatic,” Cute W agreed.
Cute W was right. Insulted, M declared “I follow politics!”
“No you don’t,” I answered.
“I do, I DO!” she insisted.
“Really? Then name someone Rick Santorum beat last night,” I answered.
She looked at me blankly. Then, determined, she leaped from her seat and rushed over to my computer.
Cute W and I looked at each other, chuckling. Sure, we’d proved our point, but we appreciate her determination to win the argument with a bit of research.
. . . And that’s when I realized. “Oh, my gosh! She’s Googling Santorum!” I yelped.
Cute W ran to her side to intervene before she found something inappropriate.
Our immediate horror, followed swiftly by red-faced, hysterical laughter, almost made both girls die of curiosity. It took us a few minutes to compose ourselves, but then we refused all inquiries and changed the subject to dessert.
FYI, it is now safe to Google Santorum. Apparently his recent success has improved his results. And if you missed why we were in a panic in the first place, here’s an article with a quick explanation.