It’s Election Day.

Griffin came home yesterday and told me soon we would have a new President. And that he has decided to go with Barack Obama, that is, if he was old enough to vote.

“Well, do you know anything about him?” I asked. “Yes,” Griff said, “this and that, and this and that.”

“Well, how did you make your decision,” I asked? “It was easy,” he said…

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.”

Good advice for what NOT to do.