History in the Making

There is no denying the anxious buzz in the air today. Early this morning, the 3 of us walked down the street to the polls to cast our votes (well Morgan and I that is). People all around seemed excited. And no wonder... we are the priviledged and the honored... to be able to vote for what we believe in in this country. I feel so strongly that at the end of the day, every vote counts and this ultraimportant value is being instilled in our youth. It was so refreshing to stand in line for an hour because that showed the wonderful turnout. Men, women, children alike... there to make a difference, regardless of who they were voting for. I was proud that both Morgan and I were there to take Colin and show him that from his early days, his voice counts. And I was even selfishly impressed at just in the short walk over, how well colin learned to say "Obama" (which of course sounded more like "O baba" :)