Politics

Both kids are running for student "office" at school. Emma is going for historian and Nathan's going for secretary. We spent the morning coloring posters (uh, I colored) and making up their speeches (they actually did those). Then I was on the phone and overheard this hilarious conversation between Nathan and Emma as they cut out little campaign "vote for me" cards at the table next to me.



E: I'm going to vote for you, Nathan.

N: Okay.

E: Are you going to vote for me?

N: (shrugs) I guess. Tell all your friends to vote for me.

E: Okay. Will you tell all your friends to vote for me?

N: (shrugs) Maybe.

E controls her anger, crosses her legs casually, then starts to talk like a Mafia boss. Leaning down towards him menacingly.

E: If you don't tell your friends to vote for me, then I won't tell my friends to vote for you. And you don't want me to do that, (narrows her eyes, whispers fiercely) because TRUST me, I have a LOT of friends.



This is when I started cracking up and said, "Wait a minute, are you blackmailing him??"

They both looked at me smiling and Emma said "What's blackmailing?"