The tween girls of the Washington area have transcended differences of race, class and wealth to reach a single, resounding conclusion: They really, really, really, really want to be friends with Malia and Sasha Obama.
They lap up every shred of information about the first daughters, dream about meeting them and strategize ways to make it happen. Minivan rides and dinner table conversations are dominated by questions about the girls: What’s their favorite food? What kind of dog did they get? Where can I get a coat like Malia’s?
“Sometimes I go up to my room and I just think, ‘I want to meet them, I want to meet them, I want to meet them,’ ” says a desperate Sophie Metee, a fourth-grader at Wood Acres Elementary in Bethesda.
Her mom, Kathy Lindert, just sighs: “Oh, Sophie.”
Lindert has entertained hours of speculation on everything “Obama girls” — what their bedrooms look like, if they like Ledo Pizza and whether they put whoopee cushions on the seats of visiting dignitaries. And this week there was the arrival of the Obamas’ Portuguese water dog, Bo.
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