Proud Democrat

I'm trying not to get too excited but after watching the week-long Democratic National Convention I am full of hope! It was a joyful event.  Kamala will make an excellent POTUS.  

It was good to see our old friends, former Presidents Obama and Clinton and former First Ladies Obama and Clinton, and our new friends, a group of Republicans, including some who had voted for TFG before, who are voting for Harris. I got a little teary-eyed when Senator Warren came out and was given a raucously long ovation that moved her to tears. I enjoyed all the zingers, many of them couch references. (I almost want to try and feel bad for JD Vance but the guy is such a dick I don't.  That guy can sit on a tack.) And I even think it is okay that neither Beyonce or Swift made an appearance. Would've been cool if they had but it is totally fine that they did not.  Kamala didn't need them.  

Vote blue, America.

He'll never be Alex P. Keaton

Today, my little one helped me hold the pen as I filled in the bubble to vote for the first woman President of the United States. After I completed the rest of the ballot and signed the form, he then walked with me up to the library in our neighborhood to drop it into the ballot box. What an amazing time for this kid to live in. At some point he'll realize how incredible it was that the first president he can remember was the first black man to be president and the one after that was the first woman to be president. How lucky am I to be this kid's mom? I originally held fears that he would grow up to become some horrible version of Alex P. Keaton but he is a wonderfully giving, compassionate person with a gentle heart. He'd never vote for Drumpf. #imwithher