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Frazzled Working Mom's Fleeting Moments (2007-2013)

Sorry, No Photos

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Yes, my friends. No photo of the girls tonight. The camera finally shipped today. But it’s not scheduled to arrive until March 4. Too bad for you and too bad for me. A little bad for my husband, since his birthday is on March 1. I don’t have much sympathy for him, however.

In today’s news, Chloe and Sophie were monkeying around under the attic bed. When Chloe tried to crawl out, her cheek touched what looked like a dead bee. She freaked out, screamed that it hurt. She actually had a little mark. But unless the bee had only been dead a few minutes, she couldn’t have been stung. She’s fine. We put some ice on her cheek, and there’s no swelling. If nothing else, she has a good story to tell her classmates tomorrow.

On another note, we received official notification that we’ve been accepted into a swim club for the summer. It feels a bit like we’ve won a popularity contest. They like us, they really, really like us.

On yet another note, how can it be that our cable company (Verizon FIOS, which I’m generally very happy with) doesn’t offer MSNBC – a news channel, for crying out loud? I wanted to watch the Democratic debate tonight (which might be Hillary Clinton’s last hurrah) and can’t. I am mighty pissed. I hope she does well tonight, but I’m afraid that even if she does, it will be too little too late…

Frazzled Working Mom's Fleeting Moments (2007-2013)

I’m Sitting Here Watching Primary Returns…

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…and feeling optimistic about the future. Because I have to believe that a talented Democrat,whether a woman or an African-American, is going to win back the White House in November, and put our country back on the right track, both in the eyes of its citizens and in the eyes of the rest of the world.

I voted for Hillary Clinton today. Her last debate appearance convinced me. Her mastery of the issues, and her poised and confident delivery impressed me. And, hell, she is a woman. An extremely accomplished woman, who has succeeded depite all the naysayers, as a senator. And despite the baggage. What politician doesn’t have baggage? And, frankly, I’m not a dreamer. I’m not someone who believes that one person can unite the country (or more important, Congress). To me, that’s naive – a nice sentiment, perhaps, but awfully naive.

I was proud to vote for her, and I hope she becomes the nominee. I want my girls to grow up knowing that, as women, they can reach for the stars and aspire to great things.

And the talk about change (Obama) vs. experience (Clinton) is all well and good, but it is inevitable that a woman in the Oval Office will bring change. Much needed change. And let’s face it, times were pretty good with Hillary’s husband in office before Bush laid waste to everything his predecessor had accomplished.

At the end of this incredibly long primary process, if the nominee turns out to be Barack Obama, I will cast my vote in November with a smile on my face. And with continued hope that someday, before I grow old, we’ll see a woman serving as President of the United States.

Frazzled Working Mom's Fleeting Moments (2007-2013)

America at a Crossroads

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Last night’s New Hampshire primary was fascinating to me. As I sat and watched the results slowly trickle in, it started to sink in that we’re truly all in for a big change.

Who would have ever thought, just a few years (or even months) ago, that two of the most serious contenders for the presidential nomination would be an African-American and a woman? It shouldn’t be such a startling thing, really. What is amazing to me is that the United States, for all of our talk of diversity and melting pots, is so homogenous when it comes to its politics. And that until now, the closest we’ve come to diversity in a President was a Catholic JFK.

I can’t wait to see the current administration pack its bags and take a long walk off of a short pier. In fact, I’d happily vote for a barrel of monkeys to lead this country – almost anyone would be better (except those freaky Republican candidates) than the clowns who have made us a laughingstock in the eyes of the rest of the world.

That said, the thought of having Hillary Clinton or Barack Obama occupy the Oval Office is thrilling to me. All the more so because there’s a good chance it might actually happen. And it’s about time.

When I think about Chloe and Sophie, and what Clinton and Obama represent for them, I can’t help but smile. Their candidacies prove (political affiliations notwithstanding) that one can reach for the stars and succeed, regardless of race or gender. What an incredibly important lesson to learn.

Frazzled Working Mom's Fleeting Moments (2007-2013)

He’s Not Rich Enough

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While we’ve established that Sophie may not be a toddler genius, Chloe is, without a doubt, a political savant.

During our annual Thanksgiving dinner at my Mom’s place, Chloe amused everyone by showing off her vast knowledge of trivia. She asked everyone at the table to ask her questions. They ran the gamut:

What’s the capital of France? What’s the capital of the United States? What’s the capital of New Jersey? Who was the first President of the United States? What was the name of the ship the Pilgrims sailed to America? Who is the current U.S. President? As a bonus, Chloe threw in the names of Bush’s daughters and cat.

After a few rounds of family-style “Jeopardy,” someone asked her whom she would like to see as the next President. “Papa” was her heartwarming response (perhaps if Hillary Clinton gets elected, her response next time will be “Mommy”). The question that followed was “Why can’t your papa be President?” Expecting her to quote Article I, Section 2 of the U.S. Constitution verbatim, thereby gently reminding everyone that her Papa can’t be President because he’s not American, she did one better. Her response was simple, yet so incredibly astute, that we all were momentarily stunned into silence, before bursting into fits of laughter. Papa can’t be President, she confidently replied, “because he’s not rich enough.”

What this says about the state of our country’s political process when a 7-year old comes out with that doozy is beyond me. Watch out, all you highly-paid TV pundits. Chloe is close on your heels.

(For a related and timely article, click here)