In the car this morning, I was listening to talk radio, when a story referencing a mayor came on. Here was the ensuing conversation from the peanut gallery in the backseat:
Adam: Does [Our Town] have a mayor?
Me: Yes, her name is [Insert name].
Stephen: We have a GIRL mayor?
Me: Yes.
Adam: Really? Girls can be mayor?
Me: Yes, of course they can.
Stephen: I guess we have to have a girl mayor because we always have boy presidents.
