"Now?" The President questioned.
"NOW!" Sing answered.
"Oh!" The President gasped, "THAT now! Tell her I'm coming. Gentlemen, I thnk we can forget about anything else the rest of the afternoon," The President continued. "We better go catch those reporters and tell them."
The press secretary agreed. Though it was not the first time everything in The United States almost came to a screeching halt until The White House announced child number five had arrived safe and sound, and The First Lady was doing fine.
In The White House The President sat admiring his newest son. "Maybe they're right," he muttered, "maybe this REALLY ought to be enough. We're pushing nature pretty hard.
His wife took their child and snuggled it to her. "I'm healthier than I've ever been," she argued "as long as the doctors say the shots work, why stop?"
The President sighed. "You're a glutton for punishment," he complained, "but o.k., maybe another one!"
His wife grinned back at him. "Go plan your stupid war!" she complained. "I hate to think how many mothers you're going to make miserable. I hate to think about it."
"You're not the only one," The President sighed. "I think about that night and day, then I think about the mothers and babies on that plane. Maybe if the mothers in North Korea were rising AGAINST their leader I could have some sympathy. But he is kept in power by his peoples' support. One way or another I have to end that support."
The President fell silent, and his wife took his hand. "Sorry," she managed.
"Nothing to be sorry about," The President assured. He touched his new born son one more time. "Welcome to the world, Herbert!" he laughed. "Things are a little crazy right now, but hopefully when you're grown, things will be a lot better!"
The Chief Of Intelligence entered the room with a worried look and The President knew there was trouble.

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