Obama Day
January 20, 2009 - 9:39pm — clara
(As Dad sings the first of the usual bedtime songs, Clara has her eyes closed but is smiling. He finishes the first song.)
Clara: Dad? You know why I was smiling?
Timothy: No, why?
C: It was because I had a funny dream that made me happy.
T: Uh huh?
C: I dreamed I was Obama. (rolls over, goes to sleep)
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