Madeleine Talks Trump

Last night at dinner:

MADELEINE: Down with Donald Trump, up with Hillary!

ME: I wish.

MADELEINE: Mommy?  What if the Vice President gets evicted?

JULIA: Madeleine.  It's not called "evicted," it's called "impeached."

ME: Donald Trump would still be president even if the Vice President got impeached.

MADELEINE: But Mommy.  What if Donald Trump gets evicted, and then the Vice President 
gets evicted?

JULIA: Madeleine.  You mean "impeached."

MADELEINE: But if Donald Trump gets evicted AND the Vice President gets evicted, THEN is 

it "up with Hillary?"

ME: No.  Hillary's chance is over.  It would probably be another Republican.

MADELEINE: What if ALL the Republicans got evicted?

JULIA: (derisively) Madeleine.  Do you really mean "evicted," or do you mean "impeached?"

MADELEINE: If ALL the Republicans got evicted, would it be up with Hillary?

ME: No, honey.  Hillary Clinton's chance is over.

MADELEINE: No it isn't!  She only tried out ONE time!

ME: Well, she actually tried out two times.  I don't think she'll try again.

MADELEINE: But what about next year?!?

ME: Donald Trump is going to be president for the next four years, at least.

MADELEINE: (face of dismay)

I guess I should have clarified: Donald Trump will be president for the next four years, 
UNLESS he gets evicted.

Now, Julia is pretty savvy on the correct political terminology, despite Madeleine's inability to 
process the fact that she should be saying "impeached" rather than "evicted."  Not only is Julia
a vocabulary master, but she has proven herself to be a master of metaphor as well.  I am 
loving this new poem she brought home from school, as part of a metaphor-writing exercise:

"Winter is furious,

With whipping snow storms.

Winter is kind,

Giving snow to play in.

Winter is frozen; nature's asleep.

Winter is warm-hearted, a season children love.

Winter is a wonderland,

Filled with beautiful snow and ice.

Winter is harsh, everyone snowed in.

Winter is a burden,

Shoveling tons of snow."

I mean, check out that SEMI-COLON!  Holy cow, Julia.  If you became president, there is no 
WAY anyone would evict you with those smarts!