Loving Couple

I haven't posted a lot today. Spent some time with my wife and kids. Imagine that. I love my family. It isn't a sham. It isn't an act. I couldn't imagine myself with anyone but my wife, and my kids have so altered my world I don't remember what I was like before they came along. So that has gotten me thinking.

With all the Gremlin/Palin, polling, scandal, debate, suspension, bailout crap that has poured over us the last couple of weeks I've ignored one of the things that I like about Obama: the guy loves his wife. The guy loves his kids. The guy is loved by his wife and his kids. That may not be such a big deal. The Gremlin's wife may love him. Todd may love Sarah. But I don't know for sure; I can't honestly tell.

I do, however, know - I can tell - that the Obama house is love: paternal, filial, matrimonial, physical love. You can see it in their eyes. You can see it it their reactions to one another. You can see it in their ease.

Michelle and Barack are a couple I can relate to; a couple with a sense of equality and support that comes naturally. They have that sense of familiar mischief that comes with time, trust and a sense of humor. A fine example for the rest of the nation.


Hey, when's the last time there was a sexy couple in the White House; not hot, not sexual; just sexy. They make loving your mate sexy. We all know it's supposed to be that way, but it's been a while since we got a sense of that from a leader. That's a welcome change.