Micah was sitting at the kitchen counter Thursday evening having his snack. He was playing with this wooden flower thing I have, pretending it was a pencil and his napkin, a piece of paper. He told me he was writing letters. The first was to George Washington. I asked him to read it to me.
"Dear George Washington, I hope you are having fun with Caleb. I want to be just like you when I grow up."
"You want to be just like George Washington?" I asked.
"Yes," he replied. "I want to be the FIRST President of the United States!"
