I have! And I get the shiny sticker to prove it. The Short Kid wanted me to take a cellphone picture of my completed ballot to prove I voted for the candidates of his choice, but I’m choosing to tell him it’s against Federal law to take pictures in a polling booth.
The best part of Election Day for me this year is not the killing of the political ads. It’s the fact the Tall Kid will probably stop gulping down his teacher’s pro-Electoral College Kool-aid and then regurgitating it all over me every night. It was hard for me to not to knock on her door and point out that covering political current events in class doesn’t give her the right to force her personal biases down my kid’s throat. But hearing passionate arguments on both sides of a fence and then finding his own truth is an important life skill, so I left it alone.
The bottom line—I don’t want my boys drinking anybody’s Kool-aid, even if it’s the flavor their mother’s serving.
It was tough, though.