Ok, this isn't much of a diary, but I thought everyone could use a good chuckle on such an intense day.
So last night, I was in the living room talking with my wife about Newt's latest jaw-dropper -- that he had affairs because he loved America so much.
I made a couple of terrible jokes -- "he said he was working so hard he had to have sex. Isn't that the rule for porn stars?" -- and then thought nothing of it.
I didn't know my youngest son, 10-year-old Sam, was listening.
So...we have dinner. After dinner, the kids clear off the table. It was Sam's turn to wash the dishes.
But instead, he very purposefully walked away from the sink, leaving the dishes there.
I called out, "Hey, Sam! It's your turn to do the dishes.''
He turns around with a self-satisfied look on his face. "Dad,'' he said. "I love America too much to do the dishes.''
Then he turned and walked away.
(of course, he came back once everyone stopped laughing. And he did the dishes.)