“What city are you in daddy?”
There were many moving sentences at last night’s Democratic National Convention – from Edward Kennedy saying nothing (not even cancer) would keep him away, to Michelle Obama talking about the American dream. But I liked what was probably the only unscripted moment of the evening – little Sasha asking the presumptive nominee where he was. This can’t have been a “normal” year for the Obama’s two girls with all the cameras, late nights and traveling. But then normal people don’t make history.
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