Democracy Inaction

So, to avoid the long lines sure to be there on Tuesday, Daddy and I went to vote yesterday. I was pretty excited, cuz this was my first time. And if it was half as fun as caucusing was, I was in for a good time.

So we went to the library and Daddy got his ballot and we went to the booth. When we got there I realized that he only got one and forgot to get mine.

Well, turns out he didn't forget it... I'M NOT ALLOWED TO VOTE!!! Now, that is about as poopy as my diaper. Since when do babies not count?

Look at it this way... I'm going to be living in the country lots longer than most people voting this year. So wouldn't it make sense that I get to choose who shapes it?

Heck, I know what's going on. I watch the news every night... well, I usually read books or color while Daddy watches the news, but still - I can hear it in the background. I know both Barack Obama and John McCain by sight and can say their names whenever I see them. That's probably more than a lot voters can do.

But as a consolation prize, Daddy let me wear his "I Voted" button on my jacket. It's not helping democracy, but it looked cool.