Miss America

Dylan,

You came home from school today singing a new song, consisting entirely of what I thought (and you confirmed) was "Miss America, Miss America, Miss America". You even told me who taught you the song at school, although I didn't quite understand or recognize the name.

You were still at it when Mommy got home and, hearing it differently, pressed for clarification. When asked whether you were singing "Miss America" or "Bless America" you clearly responded with the latter.

I told Mom that you also managed a fragment of the Pledge of Allegiance, which was new. You then knocked our socks off by reciting the whole pledge, top to bottom, with surprising ease.


Dad