It is no secret I was genetically disposed (and, well trained I might add) to become one of the country’s staunchest liberals. I actually proclaimed an International Holiday after the mid-term elections last November. So, this story might not be so out of character for Cole, or our politically left-minded family of yellow-dog democrats. (For those of you who don’t know, a “yellow dog democrat” is someone who would rather vote for an “old yellar dog” than a republican. Most of my life I thought my dad invented this term until Michelle busted my bubble by telling me she learned it in college.)
It has become somewhat the norm for Cole to provoke his “NeNe”, (my mom, his grandmother) when he is agitated. No, he doesn’t call her ugly names or tell her “yore mama” jokes, he simply says, “NeNe…you LOVE George Bush!!” That is usually enough to boil her blood. If it doesn’t, he adds, “You voted for George Bush!!”
Well, this last go, my mother took the opportunity to teach Cole about political term limits. “You know, Cole, George Bush can only be president for eight years, so we will get a new president soon.”
The next day, the perpetual teacher quizzed her student to make sure he retained the new information.
Mom: “Can George Bush be elected president again?”
Cole: “No, ma’am.”
Mom smiles proudly (or so I am told).
Mom: “And why not, Cole?”
Cole: “Cause nobody’d vote for him!”
Ahhhh…my little yellow pup…won’t he grow up to make us proud?