Bumping into President Obama at the Dairy Godmother

Suzy got these photos w/ her phone. The phone itself may have been slightly soused.

On any given day, fall out your front door

and you just never know who's path you'll cross

or who'll cross yours. The Bowens--Matt & Suzy & Zach

to be exact--took a rather fateful, but leisurely jaunt

not ten minutes up the street to the Dairy Godmother

arguably the quaintest little ice creamery on the globe

a family favorite even before we moved

to Del Rey from DC, which was just three weeks ago.

We were going to meet friends

Brian and Andrea, and sons Will and Henry.

But as we drew nigh to said Dairy Godmother,

we were suddenly aware of a Presidential Motorcade--

not uncommon in downtown DC, but a bit rarer

in Alexandria-- cordoning off our very destination.

More on that in a moment . . .

Suzy snagged this one too

Bumping into the President isn't like

bumping into other people.

It takes longer.

But to make a long story laconic, we made it inside

while the President, Sasha, and Malia

were still therein.

Fortunately our friend Andrea got this one. Her camera-phone was sober.

Imagine: the Leader of the Free World

the most powerful political figure on planet earth

in the same little ice cream parlor as us

in our little neighborhood, just feet away

from our little family.

As President Obama was leaving the establishment

he passed by Matt and Zach--

Zach happened to be perched on daddy's shoulders--

and the President stopped for a brief moment

face-to-faces, not one foot away from totem Matt-Zach

to say 'hi" to Zach,

Zach and Matt smiled back.

Dad was almost too shellshocked to say "hi" back.

Mom was too stunned to get out of line

to take another picture.

And with that he was gone.

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The Secret Soyvice is no joke (as you can see above)

They were on the roof of the Dairy Godmother

and elsewhere, ubiquitous and vigilant.

We were soyched and soyched and soyced sum moore . . .

One of the Secret Soyvice guys asked Suzy

if there were any dirty diapers in the diaper bag,

AFTER he had stuck his hand inside.

He was lucky. And so were we! :)