Super Tuesday
...and Edith's going with an outside candidate. As we walked down the street to the polling place, I was one of those many Democrats who is still up in the air.
"Who should I vote for?" I asked Edith. "Mr. Obama or Mrs. Clinton?"
"I would write in Harry," she said.
Evidently she's betting on charisma over experience.
Even if Harrison isn't your candidate, do VOTE TODAY if you're eligible.
Incidentally, Edith asked at breakfast this morning what voting was. Once I explained, she got silent for awhile. It seemed that she was thinking very hard about the concept that you could choose who would be in charge and make the rules...
And a final note for her linguist fans: When we got to the polling place, she said, "Let's go in the boat!" And I said no, there was no boat involved, the word was vote, not boat. And she said, "Oh. Well, they sound almost the same. Hear that? 'vvvote' and 'bbboat.'" Her amigos hispanohablantes would agree with her.
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We're taking Julian to his local caucus, despite its starting right at bedtime... we figure a fussy baby will encourage a quick vote. :)
My favorite moment of voting yesterday was when I heard an approximately 4-year-old boy ask his mom, who'd just turned in her ballot, who the new president is. She had to tell him, "well honey, we don't know yet, we have to wait and see." I thought his idea that you'd find out the results immediately was fantastic. :) Also, I was thinking that was one well-informed 4-year-old, but clearly Edith has him beat!
And, while I understand not wanting to share it here, I'd be curious to know what you decided (presumably not Harry as the write-in...)
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