Once again, the Gilreath/Klosterman family (this time with Thomas and Mamaw in tow) traveled to our nation's capital to share body heat and really bad pizza with our fellow Americans. Luckily, this time, we didn't need the body heat to beat sub-zero temperatures, and we weren't stepping on quite so many toes to get to the really bad pizza. Still, though, it felt pretty much like swimming around in a big can of sardines. Sound insane? Well, Fox News would like to think so. But 215,000 sardines carrying witty signs and eating really bad pizza is a mighty force to reckon with. Too bad we like to waste so much time on reason and compromise (which, if you've studied the proceedings of the Second Continental Congress, you know is as much a part of this nation's founding as war and revolution.)
Thomas did splendidly at the rally, taking turns clapping and napping and charming our "neighbors." He even ate some of the really bad pizza.
(Thomas on the Metro)
(Clap for Sanity!)
(Whatcha looking at, Dad?)
(Thomas and Mommy)
(I'm a free thinker. Got a problem with that?)
(Even reasonable people take naps)
And don't forget...
Some more signs...
(But it's so fun...)
(Or in other words..."I like tea, and you're ruining it for me.")
(sponsored by the national "Eat a Carrot a Day" organization)
(Good grammar costs nothing!)
(especially Brie)
(Let's hope this woman doesn't get thrown in jail and hanged by her thumbs for such radical ideology)
And finally, did you know...
1 comment:
HA! Love the clapping photos of our dear TJ :)
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