Father and son enjoy a Kalaloch Beach sunset.
An episode of The Munsters was in the player last night, but I accidentally hit the "antenna" button on the remote and up popped Barack Obama's acceptance speech. It was compelling enough that we watched the whole thing. Not once during the 45 minutes did either one of my kids ask me to turn the channel! At the end, my son said, "Daddy, you should vote for Obama." I would explain to him that in Idaho a vote for a Democratic Presidential candidate is an exercise in futility, but he's too young to be jaded, so I'll vote for Obama and hope for the best from the other 49 states.
Sarah Palin is John McCain's choice for Vice President. This is what I hate about the game of politics. Rather than pick the most deserving or best qualified candidate, he picks one that fits a desired demographic and looks good on TV. I was initially excited to hear that Palin would be McCain's running mate, only because she's a University of Idaho grad, like me. And, we were there at the same time. A friend of mine tells me he has silly photos of Palin from his college days, but since he works for the State of Alaska, and is concerned for his job, those pictures won't see the light of day for a very long time.
Our second day of homeschooling was much better than the first. My daughter just had a case of the grumps, but by the next day was a happy little student. Her favorite subjects are math, science, and art. Coincidentally, my least favorite to teach!
There's a new stay-at-home dad in town. Well, not my town. But he's over at the Out With The Kids blog. Wish Jeff good luck as he leaves his job and begins a new adventure caring for his children full-time.
Speaking of stay-at-home dads, I've never actually met another one in real life. I keep hearing about these mythical creatures here and there. They seem to write blogs and books. But are they real? Or are they just figments of my imagination? I've talked with men who used to be stay-at-home dads, and I've met a few who claimed to be work-at-home dads, but it's not quite the concrete proof I require to believe I'm not the only one in the world.
Summer suddenly ended like someone flipped a switch. We went from warm and toasty to chilly and breezy. I was looking forward to one last swim in the lake. Maybe we'll still do that, and bring hot cocoa to warm up afterwards. In North Idaho, you have to enjoy summer while it lasts. I can already feel the snow on its way.