All of this political junk on TV reminded me of a convo that took place a few weeks ago with Nathan about his future election.

N: Merry Christmas! (to Ms. Jean and a parent as we’re walking out of violin group)
Me to N: Aww, Nathan, you’re so nice!
N : Yeah. I think I am going to be President.
Me: Of course! One day you CAN be President!
N: I think people are gonna vote for me.

[Later that evening]:

N to D and Me: I want to be President. After I’m a [train] conductor, I’m going to be President.