BG is 3 months, 4 weeks and 1 day old.
The tradition has started. Yesterday, DH, BG and I made our way to vote as a family for the first time. We documented the trip via video and photographs. DH narrated the historic occasion and as I took a photo of BG and DH in front of the ‘Vote Here’ sign, BG cast her ballot, a whopper of a ballot.” We both giggled at BG’s ‘commentary’ and stopped to have a potty break before we went in to vote.
The line wasn’t too long. We were there for approximately 30 minutes but the time passed as we mingled with our neighbors and participated in the Parent-Teacher bake sale for our local school.
Dressed in red, white and blue, well, up until the poop incident when it became, red, white and poop, BG first went in to vote with her dad then later she came in with me. I pray that when she’s old enough to vote, the machines will not be the same antiquated machines.
Afterwards we went to Starbucks and picked up an election day coffee for DH and then went home to make banana walnut chocolate chip muffins before heading out to an election day get together hosted by a new mom in the neighborhood.
I never thought I’d see an African-American elected president in my lifetime and in the first four months of my daughter’s life she sees history in the making. What milestones, what monumental events will my daughter see in her lifetime?
It is a great day to be an American. I wake up today with a renewed sense of optimism.
As we sat there watching the numbers roll in, a dad turned to the babies sitting on the couch and pointed out these young Americans are entering a new era in America. We took photos of the kids and exclaimed our future is sitting watching and participating in history. Moments later, two babies started crying, one started drooling and the other blew raspberries. I chuckled.
BG, we don’t know what the future of the United States is but it is an exciting time to be here and I’m glad that we can share this moment in history together.
Oh and Senator McCain’s concession speech was one of the most heartfelt speeches I have heard in a very long time. It was a return to the John McCain I knew before the presidential campaigning. He was sincere and eloquent. If he was allowed to be himself, the person I believe we saw last night, he may have had a better voter turnout. He was deeply disappointed and didn’t mask it with rhetoric. I just wanted to give him a hug.