Yesterday morning "in the country," while watching The Princess (now 5) stir the pancake batter that would eventually become our breakfast, her mom and I talked politics a bit. Occasionally our chef looked up as if mildly curious about something one of us had declared, then returned to her work without comment. Finally I asked her, "When grownups discuss politics, do you know what they're talking about?" Unconcerned, she looked at me, responded, "No!" with a little shrug, and continued stirring. I thought the matter was closed, then she looked up again. "But I know what punctuation is! You have a question mark, and a period, and an exclamation mark!"