Obama Baby!

Cecilia says, "Obama, baby," whenever she sees me in my Obama gear.  I'm so happy I can still wear my 2 Obama sweatshirts and t-shirts with giddy pride!  Yippee!  America - you aren't the headless monster that I thought you were in the past two elections!  Good job, America.  And Colorado . . . you're blue!  Oh - you!  Now this, I'm having a hard time even believing because while the day after the election, the entire world was dancing a collective celebration jig because Obama will be our newly elected president, in Mesa County, people rushed out and stocked up on their assault weapons.  No - its no joke.  I'm not kidding.  Check it out if you're down there in Florida and want some comic relief.  I can't fit the while article address, but its at www.gjfreepress.com/article/20081106/COMMUNITY_NEWS  What is wrong with these people?  What are they so afraid of? This is GJ, not L.A..

My Auntie Kathie sent me an e-mail about her friend that flew to Ghana and that the news there predicted Obama was going to win by a landslide . . . go figure.  Meanwhile, we were here sweating bullets.  Or at least I was.  

Today was Cecilia's Birthday . . . she's two years old now.  Ah - where does the time go?  We had a completely delightful day.  She woke up and opened her new doll, some play silks, a baby sling, a blanket and a baklava.  She loves the doll, I love the baklava.  Its this wool hood thing that she can pull over her head and just her little face shows through the face hole.  I'll have to post a picture, but alas, she hasn't worn it for very long before taking it off.  She LOVES her green sun hat so this is perfect because she can wear her sun hat over it and still stay warm this winter. I like to think that there's no such thing as bad weather, just bad clothing choices, right?  The girls are always bundled to the hilt and people in t-shirts are always like, "Geez!  You're all bundled up!  haha!"  And I'm thinking, "Geez is right, buddy, your arms are bright red with goose bumps all over them and you're probably going to have a cold next week.  Put a coat on.  Its 35 degrees.  How cold does it have to be for peeps to wear a dang coat?"  

So after breakfast, we walked down to Riverbend park for a nature walk.  Francesca wanted to ride her big wheel, so she rode that about 1/2 way and then walked with Auntie Desi and Uncle Damon.  Cecilia was already tired, so we came back to the house for sandwiches and cake and tea.  That's all Cecilia wanted for her birthday . . . cake and tea.  Ohmygod - Mary Lincoln's cakes from Slice O'Life bakery are to die for.  Peeps at our wedding - you know what I'm talkin' 'bout.  

Both girls took naps and then we went to Granny's for dinner, more presents, a bonfire, the Travel Around the Sun ritual (Sharon, you rule) and a lantern walk at Granny's house, with Francesca leading the way.  It was beautiful and peaceful and I'm so glad that I didn't fry my babes out.  I guess the Birthday theme was under-stimulation and it was just perfect for Cecilia.  Even with the under-stim plan, by the end of the night, we were sitting around the campfire singing and Cecilia was mumbling, "Go home now.  Me go home now."  And when I kissed her tonight and said "Happy Birthday," (for the 100th time) she said, "No.  Stop it."  I said, "Are you tired of us smothering you?"  And she said, "Yes."  And that was the end of that.  Particular little thing.