learning young

Fall... maybe

I took these pictures a few weeks ago at the zoo on a cool morning; we haven't had another since. Which one is the cutest? I can't decide.

More Halloween

We spent Halloween night with our good friends Lesli and Ivan. Thanks to them, I have these pictures to share.

Milo helps hand out and "sort" the candy.

Here is Milo's current favorite toy Mr. Gecko. Milo likes to point out and shout about his eyes and drive him around making a vacuum sound.

All dressed up and somewhere to go this year! We went to about four houses and then he didn't let go of my leg, so we went back and helped hand out candy. Thanks Lesli and Ivan!

Finally

When I was 6 or 7 years old, I had my first voting experience. I went to the polls with my Dad at the Armory or American Legion. After Dad checked in, he let me go in the booth with him where I stood in front of him, and we pulled the curtain behind us. After he voted, he let me pull the lever to cast his vote. After I turned 18, I went to vote with him again during some smaller election. He was making a big deal out of helping me learn how, and, being a teenager, I was making a big deal out of doing it alone. Yesterday, I went to the polls with my son. He wasn't the only kid there. There were several young Latino and African American kids with their parents, and all their smiles couldn't be any bigger. The excitement in the polling place was palpable. For months, I haven't let myself get too optimistic for fear being let down. Living in So. Cal. it's easy to forget that the rest of the country doesn't always feel as the majority does here. But yesterday morning, my fellow voters in line knew it was coming. Change is here. Finally.