It was a little over a year ago now, when the world found out that we had a new Pope. I remember I was driving someplace with my son, who was five at the time. I heard the news on the radio, and I told my son the news - didn't know how much he would really care, but I figured he ought to know.
A little later, when we were going to be getting my daughter from school, I asked my son if he wanted to tell his sister the news about the new Pope.
He did.
I asked him if he remembered the name of the new Pope.
He told me he did.
"Pope Benadryl."
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