After a chat with my wonderful sister, Erin, we decided that what was most important was that I voted and what was second most important was that I took the babies with me. No, they will not remember going with me. No, they won't remember the many political conversations Nick and I have had over the past few months. In fact, by the time they really start having memories of politics Obama, McCain, Sarah Palin, and Joe Biden may just be part of history. It's not necessarily the memory of the event that is so important. Every experience they have shapes their long term cognitive development.It's the examples and culture they experience that shapes the people that they someday become. If they grow up learning about being politically involved, responsible citizens they will be that much closer to being responsible themselves.
So after Nick got home from work we went back over to our voting precinct to take a family picture. The worker looked at me like I was crazy when I asked her to take a picture of us, even though we had voted much earlier in the day. I just felt like this was something important and worth documenting. Afterwards we went and convinced Krispy Kreme to give us our free doughnuts anyway, and then headed out for the All American Fast Food Dinner at Wendys (we're still not big fans of the golden arches in this house). Then it was home to watch "You're Not Elected, Charlie Brown", baths and bedtime. Now we're watching, waiting, wondering how close is it going to be? Who will win? From my poll on the sidebar you can see that the majority of my readers voted McCain. Tonight we can hopefully see who the majority of Americans have deemed worthy to become the next President of the United States...




2 comments:
I'm so glad you got your picture! I went into Manhattan early today to observe at a school, and I was astonished by all the positive energy. You could feel it in the air. I overheard several heartfelt conversations about the election in passing, and it struck me how much this means to so many people. My bus driver was so happy she was in tears. I don't think anyone in NYC slept last night, but I didn't see a grumpy face all day.
Your discussion about childhood experiences is true wisdom often passed over. It should be published from the rooftops. Not that it's at all easy . . .
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