At the dinner table...

Me:  Can you girls believe that in a month we'll be in Washington, D.C., the capital of the United States of America, where President Barack Obama lives?!

Ava:  Can we meet him?

Me:  No, not this time.  You have to do something extraordinary to meet him.

Sofia:  What's extraordinary mean?

Me:  Something extra special like helping a lot of people, saving a lot of people, becoming a Senator or Representative representing the people of your state...or be a movie star or a really great sports person...

Sofia:  Well, I think Daddy could meet him, then.

Me:  Why?

Sofia:  Well, because he's a great Chef & a great baseball player.

Me:  Oh, yeah, maybe he could...Could I meet the President?

Sofia:  No, mommy, you can't...

Me:  Why?

Sofia:  Because you don't do anything extraordinary.

Ava:  Well, she did get a JOB...

Sofia:  Getting a regular job isn't really extraordinary, Ava...

Me:  In this economy, it's not too shabby...There are a lot of people who...

Ava & Sofia:  Can we go outside & play now??