I’d like to attend an Inauguration someday.  From a practical standpoint, however, I never seriously considered this year’s ceremony.  For months the local authorities have been giving dire warnings about traffic, large masses of humanity, and far too few port-a-potties for our young family to be able to go.

Not only were they closing two of the major highways, but also the bridges leading into the city.  Throw a couple million more people than usual in to the mix with below freezing temps, and the couch at home quickly gained appeal.  Fortunately, I was able to work from home today (no, not all government workers had the day off).

I did not vote for President Obama, nor do I agree with many of his policies, but I appreciated today nonetheless.  I love the history, formality, and ceremony.  I’m amazed at the smooth transfer of power each time.  President Obama is now my President, and I will faithfully pray for him and his administration.

On a lighter note, as we watched a replay of parts of the inauguration, our son did his best to spruce up the ceremony while waiting for the next burst of music to begin.  When Elizabeth Alexander read in the Inaugural Poem, “Someone is trying to make music somewhere with a pair of wooden spoons,” Micah was banging away with a pair of wooden spoons on his toy drums.  We were amused.