The other night, Evie walked into the middle of my parent's kitchen and very matter of factly announced, "I do like Barack Obomba". We have since had several meal time conversations about "Obomba" such as, "Is he a nice guy?", "Can he come to our house and play?", and "Can I color a picture for him?" And to all of those questions Ben and I of course said, "Sure!" I just hope the secret service is not alarmed at her pronunciation of his last name!


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That is so funny!!
Yeah, Kelly told me about that story. Seems much worse than what happened with me. Still, not much fun to think about too much.
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