I am in mom heaven. How I love election time. And I don't mean the Republican Primaries.
It takes me back to 6th grade... to Mo-town...to balancing on a bar-stool, cutting out hundreds of little footprints...to the smell of a Sharpie Pen and rubber cement...to
Get in Stride, Vote McBride
My mom was the queen of all grade school elections in the era before dot matrix printers and personal label makers. As our #1 campaign manager she came up with clever sayings, great handouts, and memorable one-liners. My sisters and I all ran for student body officer at one time or another. We didn't win very often, but we always ran in style.
And now it's my turn. I have been waiting for this moment for so. many. years. Oh, the years of teacher nominated student council. The anguish. The disappointment of lost opportunity. But no longer. Finally it is MY, er, Hannah's turn!
Hannah is running for Middle School Vice President. I could not talk her into wearing a sweatsuit (complete with sweat bands) and running on stage for her speech, and plus, Barrett doesn't rhyme with Stride. So we are going with the classic "chews" Hannah B. for V.P.
Who doesn't love a stick of gum with a message? (besides the janitor)
I'm trying to talk her into blowing a big bubble at the end of her speech. She thinks it's tacky. I think it will really tie it all together. And whose election is this, anyway?
Hannah is a lady and she knows how to vote so we don't need Pedro any more.
Yo! chewz me for V.P.