An Evening with the Spicers

"Hello, Mrs. Spicer, this is Mrs. Kroft, the principal at your son's school."
"Oh my, is something wrong?"
"I hope not, it's just that his behavior has been a little strange lately."
"Really?  How?"
"Well his teachers tell me that he has become disruptive.  If the teacher tells the class that 2+2=4, he will just yell out, 'no, it's 5.'  If the teacher tells them that the Declaration of Independence was issued in 1776, he will yell out, 'no, I'm sure it was earlier.'  It's becoming a real problem.  I'm sure it's just a phase, but I hope you will talk to him."
"You can count on it."
Mrs. Spicer puts down the phone and that moment hears her husband Sean walk in the door after a hard day at the White House.  She repeats what the principal told her and asks her husband to talk to her son.
Mr. Spicer goes to his son's room.
"Son, what's this I hear about you just yelling out in class while the teacher's talking, and that you said 2+2=5 and that the Declaration of Independence was not issued in 1776.  Is that true?"
"Yes, sir."
"How many times do I have to tell that you need to raise your hand before you speak in class?"
"It won't happen again, dad."
"Okay.  Good talk.  Let's eat."