"Mom? I been thinking...when I grow up, I think I would like to be just like Abraham Lincoln."
"Oh, really? He's my favorite President. Why do you want to be like him?"
"Well, he stood up for other people who needed it. And, I stand up for my
friends when they need it."
"Uh, Mom? On second thought, I still DO want to be just like Abraham Lincoln...but...well, except for the part where he gets shot."