November 4, Election Day

Have I mentioned Liam has a flair for the dramatic? He tends to be a bit over the top about things. He had a band aid on his knee for a few days. As we were getting undressed for his bath tonight I noticed that he'd developed a little rash from the adhesive. I told him we wouldn't be putting another band aid on tonight. No biggie. He got in the tub as usual. Was playing around with his rubber duckies and toy boats as usual. Suddenly, about three minutes in, he starts whimpering.
Me: "What's wrong Liam?"
Liam: "My skin is falling off. It's going to come right off of me"
Me: "Your skin is going to fall off?"
Liam, apparently already bored with the discussion answers in a nonchalant tone: "Yeah"
Watch out Robert Dinero, you've got some competition.

On his way up to bed Liam turns to Mark and tells him: "You're trouble, Daddy"
Me: "Daddy's not trouble!"
Liam: "You're trouble, too!"
Me: "Me?"
Liam: "Okay, you're not trouble. Daddy's trouble, though"

My little pundit made me proud today. It was such a nice day that we walked to the polls with our neighbor. Liam asked where we were going and I told him we were going to vote. Mrs. Burrill reminded him that we were picking a new president. I asked if he remembered who was running, as he shouts out Obama's name whenever he appears on TV. He not only remembered 'Rock' Obama, but John McCain as well. Better than most people Jay Leno encounters on the street :). He also impressed one of the political volunteers out in front of the polling place. She was holding a "Vote Democrat" sign along with one for our incumbent mayor. We have a sign for him on our lawn, so when he saw it Liam announced, "Vote for Mayor Doyle". The look of surprise on her face was priceless.