I forgot to mention my elation of the recent election. This is an incredible time to be alive and we are proud Obama supporters at my house. We've had quite the discussion about politics and different views with the boys because both of the boys classes have covered this election. Ben has been an Obama supporter from the get-go while Cameron has wavered back and forth.
On the nigh of the election Jeff called the boys to say goodnight and to ask them who they would vote for. Ben stated Obama without hesitation. Good boy. Cameron surprised us by saying that that he was voting for McCain, then he added with much emotion, "I like this country just the way it is, I don't want anything to change!" Jeff and I had a good laugh about this and agreed with Cameron's astute observation that McCain would be more of the same.
Friday, November 21, 2008
It's a generational thing
I've been horrible about getting on here, mostly because I'm running a sleep deficit and using itme that could be for blogging trying to catch up. Oh well.
This past weekend Zari and I joined my Dad and headed south for cousin Tyrone's wedding and family luau. This was a very enjoyable weekend. I think that this was the first time that my Dad and I talked about some deeply personal stuff. Being cooped up in the car for 5 hours makes it easy to talk -- there is no where for him to escape to. I was grateful for the opportunity to discuss several things about life and perspective, very personal sharing.
Zari loves her Grandpa. It has been such a joy to see her little face light up when he comes over to visit. On this trip down south Grandpa played music for Zari every day and she loved it! She is a fan of the ukulele and the guitar. I think she really enjoys the bluesy stuff, although she's pretty good with anything musical. :)
This got me to thinking about how it truly takes a village to raise a child. I feel so blessed to have my family involved in my daughters life. She will grow up with the love and support of Grandma's, Grandpa's, Aunties, Uncles, cousins and of course or big brothers and parents. What a blessed child.
This past weekend Zari and I joined my Dad and headed south for cousin Tyrone's wedding and family luau. This was a very enjoyable weekend. I think that this was the first time that my Dad and I talked about some deeply personal stuff. Being cooped up in the car for 5 hours makes it easy to talk -- there is no where for him to escape to. I was grateful for the opportunity to discuss several things about life and perspective, very personal sharing.
Zari loves her Grandpa. It has been such a joy to see her little face light up when he comes over to visit. On this trip down south Grandpa played music for Zari every day and she loved it! She is a fan of the ukulele and the guitar. I think she really enjoys the bluesy stuff, although she's pretty good with anything musical. :)
This got me to thinking about how it truly takes a village to raise a child. I feel so blessed to have my family involved in my daughters life. She will grow up with the love and support of Grandma's, Grandpa's, Aunties, Uncles, cousins and of course or big brothers and parents. What a blessed child.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Red, White, and Blue
It's been a few days and I apologize. I've been wrapped up in mommyland, nothing particularly interesting to report. Yes my daughter is still adorable and yes Halloween was great; a glutenous capitalist holiday created by Hershey's and Hallmark. I'd rather we focused more on the "trick" than the "treat," but that's just me. :) I say that only because I'm having a bit of a down week with self image. The baby weight is not coming off as easily as it came on.
But much more importantly, Obama was elected President of the United States just two night ago. This was a momentous occasion -- a historical first and very inspiring. For the first time in years I've felt a little thing I call hope. Hope that America's image and actions abroad can change, hope that our country can unite and celebrate diversity, and hope that the American dream still exists. With all of this talk of disaster with the financial markets and the ho-hum of the economy it's nice to have a brief infusion of something bright.
I am proud to be an American again. Hopefully, there's that word again, the world can view the past 8 years as the Bush years and not just as American's years. The war, the economy, our foreign relationships... hopefully these will all change.
But much more importantly, Obama was elected President of the United States just two night ago. This was a momentous occasion -- a historical first and very inspiring. For the first time in years I've felt a little thing I call hope. Hope that America's image and actions abroad can change, hope that our country can unite and celebrate diversity, and hope that the American dream still exists. With all of this talk of disaster with the financial markets and the ho-hum of the economy it's nice to have a brief infusion of something bright.
I am proud to be an American again. Hopefully, there's that word again, the world can view the past 8 years as the Bush years and not just as American's years. The war, the economy, our foreign relationships... hopefully these will all change.
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