And then I went to get my free Starbucks.

Obama HOPE

We only waited about 15 minutes in our voting line this morning, but Gruff and I were prepared: a hot cup of coffee in my travel mug, a diaper bag stocked with snacks and a change of clothes, Smooch’s mini backpack full of toys, and the travel potty and an extra blanket in the understorage of the stroller, just in case we were outside in a line for hours. Because however long it took? We were going to vote this morning, and it was going to be worth it.


4 Responses to And then I went to get my free Starbucks.

  1. Karen says:

    I saw that picture and felt a prick of tears. I could just hug and kiss you right now.



  2. Coralie says:

    I don’t understand that voting choice, but I applaud you exercising your choice to vote.

  3. Heather says:

    Wow you were really prepared!

  4. fizzledink says:

    Thanks, Karen. 🙂 I really felt like I had my work cut out for me this year; I knew so little going into it, and I had to do a lot of studying and watching and listening to make up my mind.

    Coralie, I think my mom feels the same way – she visited the week before the election, and we only had a couple of strained (but polite, and loving) conversations about politics. I think we both came down to that bottom line, that we’re each adults and we had to make our own decisions, even if we didn’t agree with each other.

    I know, right, Heather? I just had this vision of Smooch going totally Toddler Meltdown in the middle of a long line, and us having to leave, or take turns going to our polling place… and I really wanted to have the experience of going together! So I overpacked 😉 but it was worth it. I’d rather have had all that crap ready and not need it, than the other way around!

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