After my two "school-budders" returned home this afternoon, we all went to vote. Call me corny, but I like the idea of them actually seeing me vote. I can remember going behind the curtain with my mama.
On the way there, we talked about what a privilege it is, to be able to vote. A privilege and a right. I very carefully told them, "I get to go vote," not "I have to go vote."
On the way home, the eldest and I talked about how I don't trust the electronic voting. He just had the experience of a hacker messing with one of his online game accounts, so he could understand the potential for fraud.
Just another day in the life of a mom.