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driveway. Reluctant children acquiesced to their mother’s “it’s time to go,” as I brought
out their party bags—the good mother convention that’s to take the edge off of leaving.
And the kids went off to open their bags of toys and the few oh-so tasteful treats to help
the little children while they kick.

The next day at preschool, the mother of Nathan a.k.a. the bow-tied “Senator from Illi-
nois” said he’d had a good time, that he’d said “it was so wonderful” he “couldn’t even

describe it.” Imagine that. And for just a hundred bucks.