At the end, I ask if the kids have any questions of him. Up pipes my resident nonconformist. She's a drama child--the one I have had to remind more than once that it's not "her-time" at this exact moment. So she looks at young Opie Cunningham field rep and says...
"Do you always dress like you're about to rob a fancy bank?"
I plan on curling up in a ball and dying, like to join me?
And then, Babygirl shares something priceless. I give you King of The Jews, Revisited.
She speaks out of a total silence...
Babygirl: "Hey y'all, guess what!?"
Jaded Kid: "What, God's Jewish!?"
Babygirl: "Yeah! Oh...yeah. Y'all
told me that."