After school on Monday...
Dorie: Mom, you have to vomit.
Me: I have to what?
Dorie: Vomit. You have to, Mom!
Me: I don't know what you're talking about, Dorie.
Dorie: At my school they tell me to tell my mom to vomit on Tuesday.
Me: Um...I think you mean I'm supposed to vote on Tuesday.
Dorie: Oh.
Just a sidenote: After California's results, I wanted to vomit. Maybe my sweet girl has the gift of prophesy???