I interrupt this daily campaign trail blog to get ready for my son Isaiah’s birthday.
He’s turning double digits tomorrow. A big one.
Isaiah was born an organizer. At four, he organized his pre-school class to ensure the teachers prioritized vanilla (his favorite) over chocolate ice cream.
And here’s the only thing that really gets him mad: When things aren’t fair. He’s got an injustice meter that can’t be beat.
I work to keep up with him. Truly.
Isaiah’s coming up in the world as a powerful force for good. And justice. Oh, and: A lot of vanilla ice cream.
Happy birthday, Isaiah! (You’re birthday banner is up. Now on to the streamers:).
