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"Matt Brems is here, Mr President"

"MATT!" the boy cries from the door of the Oval Office

"Mr President!" his mother chides the boy, horrified "Mr President, thank you for having us"

"Hey, tiger" Matt approaches and lifts his hand for a high-five

I greet the boy’s father and hug his hter"

The boy looks around, s a hand over his tie, his awe of the Oval etched on his face "I want to be president one day"

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Matt sits him down Our eyes connect over his parents’ heads--and I knohat he’s thinking That weus

"Yes" I add, "Do you want to coles happily "But Sara will be irl at the hospital"

"I suppose we should invite all of the children--they’ll be our special guests"

I glance at Matt, and he stares back at me with this half so for it, baby; it’s your only wedding

I’ me a moment to recapture my first lady role

"Do you think your friends would want to come?" Matt asks the boy

"Definitely!"

"Can we count on you to deliver the good news?"

"Yes!"

The boy hops off the chair and walks with his chest expanded, as if he just grew a couple of sizes because of the task ahead