Enzo wanted to wear his Election Day outfit to hit the polls and exercise his right to vote. Fortunately, he told me what his wishes were and so I carried out his vote for Obama.He seems to know something that I don't. Perhaps he knows that history will be made today.
We all celebrated with balloons, cupcakes and cheers of victory. And the fact that I'll have to worry a little less about the kind of world my son will grow up in.
The headline of the day. Congratulations, America, for getting it right. Finally.
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