These are exciting times around our house, and it's not the economy, stupid. It's the election. Our two-year-old loves the balloons. Our seven-year-old can't wait to vote in our upcoming bake-off between Tipper Gore's Ginger Snaps and Laura Bush's Texas Governor's Mansion Cowboy Cookies. And our 10-year-old still can't get over the friendship between Al Gore and Tommy Lee Jones.
After the conventions, though, I was a little worried. Our kids may be gung-ho, but the older ones haven't got a clue about campaign-finance reform, and the youngest wouldn't know George W. from George of the Jungle. How could we translate...
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