And I don't even have a kid.
From a devout Episcopalian to Samuel Boutwell: You're too young, sport. There are words you are too young to say and understand, strings of inspirational pabulum you are too young to belt out extemporaneously, obvious signs of coaching you are too young to discern, ulterior motives in which your daddy is engaged of which you are too young to be aware and deeper meanings behind the messages to which you are too young (and naive) to relate. But you're still very entertaining.
Samuel Boutwell: the next Marjoe. Okay, I'm getting off my soapbox now. Amen.