The Presidential Visit

A little while back, President Obama came to visit our area. It was early evening when Air Force One landed, and the news was covering every minute of it. As soon as I told Katie that the president was close to us, she screamed out in joy and jumped up and down.

In case you don't remember, Katie has a thing for the presidents. She loves to practice naming the presidents in order as we eat dinner. She's pretty good at the first presidents and the last presidents. It's those middle ones that are hard! So to hear that one of the presidents that she knew the name of was fifteen minutes away was more than exciting!

She waited patiently for President Obama to get off the plane, and when he finally did, she celebrated by jumping up and down some more. Then she pointed him out to all of us (in case we didn't know who he was) and ran to get her president place mat to point him out on that as well.

The only bad part about the whole thing was her disappointment in hearing the answer to, "Can we go say hello to him?" I wish it was that easy for her, but alas, she just had to watch him on TV.

Holy cow! The president is here! 

That's President Obama. He's right there! 

Yippee! 

Here he is - #44!