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Someday…

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I will bake some cookies without pre-measuring all the ingredients into different cups for different hands to dump.

 

I will go on a date and not worry about a babysitter and not worry about how late we can stay out.

 

I will take a shower without getting interrupted.

 

I will have a day that I don’t have to pick up a single Lego or My Little Pony.

 

I will not have to settle disputes over who gets the green sippy cup.

 

I will wash the kitchen floor without ringing out two extra rags for helpers who are not helpers at all.

 

I will get to say piously, “Enjoy them while they’re young, time passes so fast”.

 

I will not have diapers on my shopping list.

 

My house will not look like it is perpetually vomiting toys.

 

I will say “Those were the best days of my life”.

Election year, I love you

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The first election I remember was George Senior running against Dukakis.  I totally made a hand like this and hung it up at my desk at school. 

 

August 08  

 

Because Mennonite second-graders are a huge voting demographic you know.  And in my little brain I thought the presidential vote was taken by a hand-raise. 

 

In those young years I formed the opinion that Democrats represented the poor and Republicans represented the wealthy.  So I decided a party switch was in order.  And in 6th grade I announced to my fellow-friends who were swinging with me on the playground, that in fact, I was pro-Clinton.  Oh my, a serious unanticipated backlash followed, having to do with abortion.

 

And so I learned the ugly truth.  You want a fight?  Talk politics.

 

So yeah, these days our supper conversations revolve around the election and: 

 

“Will there be a Bradley effect?  Is SHE qualified if he dies?”

            It is so not over yet”

 

And more intelligent conversation.

 

But I was stunned when I walked in on Elena singing that song: “Obama’s gonna lead us”.  How did she learn it?  I promise I didn’t hear it more than twice, but that’s enough for my daughter to sing along. 

 

Please don’t tell her Daddy!

 

Just kidding, of course I told him.  I broke it to him gently, and you know what he managed to chuckle lightly.  Whew.

 

Want a fight? Talk politics.

 

***BTW this election is totally responsible for my lack of posting here.  By the time of caught up on Joe Sixpack Joe the Plumber, I’ve got nothing left.

 

***Anybody have any election predictions? I would love to hear your thoughts.