After much vacillating, I have picked a candidate for the 2008 Presidential Election. Picking a candidate isn't easy, especially a year and a half away from the election. But one man has inspired me, that man is John Edwards. My wife was an Edwards supporter from all the way back in 2004, so she is psyched. Our little guy won't get his vote on until 2024, but he seems enthusiastic. My candidates have had some good luck lately, so I'm pretty jazzed about this.
Last night was our first John Edwards event, a town hall meeting at a local high school gymnasium. We arrived at the advertised time, 5:45 pm. and found some seats in the bleachers.
Our adorable little man charmed all of the women around us. Most of the guys around us were indifferent to his repeated "aaa-buus" and pointing at their sweaters. The minutes ticked by as the center stage laid empty. Little man was restless, hungry, and tired. Edwards was not in sight and it wasn't looking good.
Mom entertained him with food and a Dr. Seuss book. I tried playing peek-a-boo with his jacket and then resting him on my shoulders. It was 6:30 and all seemed lost.
Then, the crowd cheered. "Whooo-oooo". Little man clapped a little off-cue, but clapped nonetheless. Onto the stage emerged . . . Dennis somebody. I didn't catch his last name.
As if on cue, right after snapping a photo of Dennis somebody, my camera broke, again. Damn you Canon! Look at that sweet view we had. It would have been great to get a few pictures of Edwards and his wife Elizabeth as they blazed the campaign trail.
But, hope was on hand. My resourceful wife had her camera phone. Just check out this beauty photo of the man in action.
Awesome, huh. My wife didn't sign up for the data plan with her wireless carrier, and why should she, they charge a fortune! So we have no way of getting her picture off the phone. This cherry shot was taken of her phone with her Canon Digital SLR. I don't know why we are loyal to that company.
Shortly after taking this picture, we headed down to the gym floor. My wife changed little man's diaper in a girl's locker room. Fortunately, little man hasn't picked up athlete's foot. Then we took turns chasing little man as he ran around the press area. That back part of the stage was full of mom's with tired babies and we all made a few friends. Little guy actually said "baby", which too us is almost more important than getting Edwards elected president.
The best part about bringing the baby is that it gives us an excuse to leave early. My wife would rather have stayed to hear Edwards in action, electrifying the crowd. I was glad that we made it to our car before everyone else left and little man went super nova on us. After we returned home, little man laid down by himself, another first! Good times.
Better pictures of Edwards can be found at his website.
Huzaa to John and Elizabeth Edwards!
Boo to Canon.
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