VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE!!!!!!
I can't hang in with this much longer. My heart sank to the floor and lower when I got word that Toot (Obama's grandma) passed away in her sleep last night. It sank further knowing he didn't get woken up to be told the news, as his camp knows too well how imperative rest must be at this point in the endgame. She didn't get to live to see the day, regardless the result.
Tonight Big Boy said he wanted to donate his allowance to Barrack Obama. In a stunned trying to play it calm and cool moment I asked him why. and he said simply, "Well, it's very clear it takes a whole lot of money and support to fight to be a good president."
And no, Hubby and I don't talk about campaign donations or money or the campaign with the kids. I've only listened to our local news station from time to time with the kids in the car, as they want to listen to XM Kids! They know I went and did phone bank. Their grandparents talk (Especially Grandma Margi) about it when they visit (or in GM case, bring stickers, books about Obama, songs... etc)... and fer OMG are ya kiddin me?!!?!sakes, people are now approaching us in public saying he looks like a young Obama!!! WTF!?! At Safeway on Sunday an old lady walked up to Big Boyand said, "Does your Daddy look like our next president?" and Big Boy looked at Hubby and back at her as if she were nuts and said, "No..... our next president will be Barrack Obama" there were twitters amongst those in close proximity and the lady laughed and asked if "daddy looked like Barrack." and Big Boy said plainly, "No."
I still do not know what will happen tomorrow. But I do know people need to be patient in the lines, assertive when their vote is miscast, and tenacious when the going gets rough.
I try to find laughter, and Hubby made it easy for me again today by sending me this: