Photos from the edge

We did our family photos this weekend. From the look of us, you would never guess what torments the last eight months have brought...nor those that await us. Much like the last weeks of pregnancy serving to hone the mind to a single purpose, this last week before the election can bring only one thought. What’s going to happen? I figure it can go one of three ways:

Best case scenario - Biden wins in a landslide. Trump attempts to second guess certain swing states; attempts go nowhere. He continues to embarrass himself, us, Barron, and our nation all whilst causing as much destruction and chaos as possible until Jan 20. Mass celebrations; hilarity ensues.

Worst case scenario (unlikely) - Trump wins in a landslide. Racists celebrate; progressives contemplate leaving the country or becoming Unibomber-style hermits. Nation and world continue downward spiral into fascism and chaos until wars, pandemics and global warming end human life on this planet. Animals celebrate. 

Also worst case scenario (sadly, most likely) - Biden wins by a whisper; swing states where Biden won challenged by Trump; corrupt electorates throw out popular vote and give it to Trump because everyone knows Democrats are all pedophiles. Tit for tat goes on for months. Mass protests and violence mar winter. Hundreds of thousands more die of coronavirus. We all have to find a way to not kill ourselves at the prospect of four more years under this fool.

But hey, don’t we look happy?!? WE ARE HAPPY AND EVERYTHING IS AWESOME