The Babies Get a New President

Clara and Hank spent a good portion of Tuesday watching tv. Before you cry out in outrage about how fragile babies' minds are and the evils of tv before 18 months, 24 months or whatever timeline you believe in, hear me out on this one. With the inauguration of new president, Tuesday was filled with amazing images of happiness and community. I figure that while it is unlikely Clara and Hank will retain any of it, just the potential made it worth it for them.

I'm still pretty enamored with the whole idea of having a president that I can support. My obvious politics aside, it's been a long, dry stretch of politics at its worse to many, not just those "crazy liberals" like me. I also just love the idea that for C&H, it will just be the norm to have a minority as a president (although I do believe that all the definitions of who is the minority and who is the majority are vastly changing for the better with each passing year due to our ever increasing melting pot dynamic). Certainly a lot more work needs to be done for our nation to be truly colorblind, though I can't help thinking this is a pretty good start. And, as a mom, I'm just a little happier to be raising my babies in these times than four years ago.

Of course, we have wonderfully cheesy photos of the kids reaching for Obama's image on the tv.

From Jan. - Feb. 2009 (13 months)