A Happy Veteran's Day

You might think that, in this picture, Collin is contemplating taking off his jacket. It is, after all, hot. Yes folks, November means nothing to California. Okay, it wasn't "hot" but it was certainly warm enough to wear short sleeves, and perhaps shorts, especially on a hike where you were physically exerting yourself.  Collin, however, decided that a coat was not only necessary but an all required. Had we owned mittens, he might have requested them. 

Regardless, we had a wonderful Veteran's Day, and a wonderful morning as a family. What a wonderful day to remember that our family, and the way that we live our life is so special and unique. It strikes me that so much of our family is a part of the military and that it is ingrained in us so deeply that we sometimes forget what it means anymore. It has become so much a part of us that it's second nature. Our military friends are our family, literally, and we not only salute you on Veteran's Day, we love you, truly and as people thank us, we thank you, just as deeply.

I'm sure Collin will grow up to appreciate everything that Veteran's Day means, other than an extra day with Daddy. He had a blast running through White Point, despite whining the whole way back up the hill, where he was convinced that his legs would fall off.

To break up the whining, he engaged Daddy in a "stick fight," which was was really a palm frond whacking. Daddy somehow thought that it was not unfair to choose a bigger stick than his son. I disagree.

Collin ended up with a monster splinter from his palm frond. Did you know that you could get a splinter from a palm frond? Learn something new everyday. I didn't realize that they were really "wood."

Apparently, I'm an idiot.