A husband and a wife and their two kids got dressed and went out in the rain. Out the front door with two kids in tow. To do something very important.
"I'm excited!" the young one squealed.
"I just hope it goes well," the older one responded. Because he's an old soul and he knew that a lot was going on in the country.
In they went. The young one bouncing like Tigger and the older one carefully inspecting every person he saw to determine whose camp they were in. The young one went with the mama and the old soul joined the dad. Stood right there and read the ballots and pushed the buttons and asked questions right along with their parents.
"I voted!" the young one told the volunteer lady. "I voted so I'm supposed to get a sticker!"
And she shook his hand and agreed that, yes, he should get a sticker. And his brother, the old soul, should, too. And they did.
The young one, six, and the old soul, seven. Old enough to read the names. Old enough to remember.
And now, just maybe, old enough rejoice.
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Oh happy day.
