Tuesday was a snow day here. Which was perfect, because I had explained the inauguration to Evyn and she seemed to understand it, at least in part. She understands taking turns as leaders from school and ballet, so I approached it that way. The girls made Obama Inauguration pennants during their playdate, so Evyn was prepared to watch the event on t.v.
We woke up to a blanket of snow, went outside to play for a while, and came in to cozy up to the fireplace and the festivities. Evyn watched the Oath of Office intently, comparing her coloring page to the TV and asking if that was "Present Obama." (you there, Miss Charlotte? My daughter considered Obama a gift.)
It was a little awkward for me, getting excited about the change – explaining it to Evyn and helping her celebrate the transition. Oh, the cognitive dissonance. It's a new day now and here's the bottom line: he's our President. My president. And I have always believed we should support our leaders and come together as a nation, particularly in crisis. I believed that and grieved the loss of it during James deployment – all the self-hatred I saw around me…the public displays of disgust with our own country. It made me sad and a little confused – that we would tear ourselves apart in front of other nations when we needed solidarity the most. I hoped for solidarity then and I still hope for it today.
So I'm going to root for us. For America to succeed. Just as I always have.
By now you're just annoyed. You didn't come here for a lecture. I wrestled with deleting that whole paragraph. I am trying to be true to myself, guys. So thanks for bearing with me. (why, Lord, can't I just be as softly and simply-spoken as some people?)
How about some light-hearted pictures of Evyn in the snow? Can I tell you how difficult it is to take properly exposed pictures of the snow?