I love the poise that the Obamas carry. I just read from a story dated from February 2008 that Michelle told Barack that she would agree to his running for the presidency if he agreed to quit smoking. Obviously, they came to terms on it. He was smoking 3-4 cigarettes a day. She warned him that if he wanted to campaign for P.O.T.U.S, the stress would make that 3-4 become more. I believe Michelle had him do it for his health reasons and for his image. Ain't nothing like an intelligent black woman. See story here: http://www.suntimes.com/news/politics/obama/817951,obama022808.article Another point to ponder: did you notice on election night, after the family and the Bidens had come out after Barack's speech that when it was time to leave the stage, Michelle walked behind everyone as they cleared out? She then stopped and waited for Barack, who was having his shining moment and was still out waving to the people at Grant Park in Chicago, IL. Then as a wife showing her support, put her arms around him (again) and walked with him off stage. I thought that was absotively posolutely classy! It was like, "Ok, Obamas and Bidens, clear the stage and let my man have his moment to shine!" She did it all so gracefully. I love folks that know what they're doing!
I admire the Obamas for being in the spotlight but remaining normal. On the day of election, Michelle sent the girls to school. When their school day was over, they got their hair done in preparation for their dad's big night. Michelle's mother cares for the girls during their school days and says she was hoping Michelle wouldn't make them go, but that if she did, she was going to take them. Now, think like a "momma with a mission": You're trying to help your husband win a presidency, and all has come down to this 1 day where we get the results. Would you keep your 2 kids at home with you while the 2 of you are pacing the floor, wringing your hands, and full of nervous excitment? Case closed.The Obamas were recently spotted exiting the girls' school after parent-teacher conferences. Could you imagine being the teacher and having the next president and first lady of the free world coming to visit you in your classroom? You talkin' 'bout peeing your pants! Hopefully, everything fared well for Sasha and Malia.
Alright, I'm out. I gotta call Jo Jo's caregiver and have a parent-teacher conference of my own.
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