Election Day

As most of the nation sat on the edges of their seats on Tuesday waiting to find out what North Carolina and Indiana would decide, our hometown waited with baited breath for the outcome of local Town Council elections.

Well, "baited breath" is probably an exaggeration, because the town election was the least well-attended in years. But I was there, with Xav in tow, doing my civic duty. After checking in, the poll worker took us to our voting booth and I talked Xavier through the process.

When we stepped out, she put an "I voted!" sticker on Xavier's chest, and gave him one to put on me (he put it on my stomach), and said, "Well, young man, I hope you learned a lot about the election process today."

Xavier replied casually, "Yeah, well, I voted for Iraq Obama, but I'm not sure who my mom voted for."

Evidently Xavier was in the wrong state.