Our voting station is an elementary school very close to our apartment building. When I was walking through the hall after voting, I heard two little girls talking, and their conversation went like this:
Six-or-seven-year-old #1: Do you have play-doh?
Ditto #2: I have play-doh! I have so much play-doh!
#1: I have red and orange.
#2: I have rainbow!
#1: Gasp.
Aw. What a magical time childhood is!