In trying to raise good citizens of this great country of ours, we like to do a few things with our kids when election day rolls around. Yesterday we had a primary election here. I usually keep up with canidates and issues, but have slacked off recently, so I spent a good part of the afternoon researching how to vote and for whom. In this stage of the game, the kids were outside playing. But, when Marc got home, the discussion began. I with my research, he with his wisdom and the kids with their little sponge-brains, soaking up every word. We openly discussed each item on the ballot, and the kids were willing listeners wandering in and out of the conversation. In the end, we had our sample ballots filled in and our minds made up. Even little Beka knew who she would vote for (that would be “Abraham Lincoln. I don’t care if he is dead!” she stated emphatically).
Off we headed to the polling place, my husband, five children and I. We marched into that place and split up, Marc with a few kids and me with a few. Beka watched me as I carefully filled in the little ovals. Noah inserted my ballot into the machine that whoosh! sucked it up like a vacuum. Very exciting. The kids were given stickers like this one:
and Emma tried to put hers on the toe cap of her shoe (she is nearly three years old. We can’t be expected to understand some things….). Off we headed for the really great part of our family voting tradition – a treat. Each kid is allowed to pick out any candy at the drug store on election day. (In our house, this comes very rarely, so it is a very special treat indeed.) In this way we hope to teach them that doing their civic duty is sweet. Ha!
These are the moments in a homeschooling mom’s life that make her feel like she might be doing an okay job after all.
And, so that I don’t loose all my knitting readers, here is Mermaid so far.
After frogging the lower edge, I knit until I had added one more complete repeat of the cable and then started the rib (which I am changing to a 4×2 instead of the 5×1 it called for. The 5×1 seemed to roll a bit on the first take, and though I would have been willing to try blocking it out, now that I have ripped and re-knit once, I just don’t think I could bear doing it again. Here’s hoping a 4×2 rib will be okay!) Just three more rows and then I can think about sleeves. Funny how this is always the time in a sweaters construction that I seriously start thinking to myself, “I could use a really thick, wool t-shirt…” Yeah right! I live in Central California for crying out loud! Either I’ve gotta move, or I need to change my attitude toward knitting sleeves!
I guess all that responsible citizen stuff can get pretty tiring.