DNC Convention

I’ve decided to have my own DNC Convention this week.  The Do Not Care Convention. 

The speakers include:

Daughter #3, a proponent of all things Barbie, including performing live theatrical reenactments of Barbie’s Princess and the Pauper.

Daughter #2, a bookworm whose first political foray into politics was writing a letter to her Congressman in order to save the penny and who will speak tonight on how great was her first day of school.

The Boy, who is committed to being as noisy and as goofy as possible, and

Daughter #1, who has chosen not to speak publicly because, omg, people might look at her, so we’ll just play Life for her portion of the event.

So blah, blah, blah, Barack, I’m too happily busy for you.