on the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month

remembrance day



Sailor Babo goes a-voting

mSB had no idea that an adventure was brewing

she never lets me drive

where are we going?

he was very excited; not much fun stuff happens chez mariser

I was tripped!

fell down from the excitement

what’s VOTE?

actually, we vote inside

actually, we vote insid

mSB knows to vote for the best cooky (all of them)

mSB wanted to vote for Dr. Jill Stein because she’s the prettiest

Jill Stein understands the needs of Fabric-Americans

Jill Stein understands the needs of Fabric-Americans

mSB was overruled.  something something about needing to have the popular vote alongside the electoral college, blah blah blah

just because she's bigger than me....

babo was overruled

but mSB got a nifty sticker!

where are the cookies?

we voted. it’s cooky time!

mSB really, really hopes there are cookies after this.  voting is exhausting!