It's time to post about Halloween and fun adventures, but we're suffering too badly from election blues along with many (the majority, in fact) of our friends down South.
There were a few tears over dinner at the table tonight as we played Clinton's concession speech for the kids and tried to explain why Trump was such a dark force, and why Clinton even needed to bother putting an emphasis on her message for young girls.
Savvy was feeling the pain and wanted to give us a lift: Don't worry (said the 9 year old), 13 is going to be a lucky year. That's when I get to pierce my ears, get to have a phone, and when Hilary can become President at last.
Sigh.
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