I love living down here where the sense of patriotism and love of country is so great. I was driving home yesterday morning and kept seeing groups of people on every street corner with flags (plus flags everywhere even when there were no people). I got home and did a quick internet search to see what was going on and found that a local solider was killed in the war and these were people lining the route the hearse was to make. I almost broke down in tears. I've never seen this anywhere but in the south. I hope it happens elsewhere too but am doubtful.
In all the moving and unpacking, I found my journal from my senior year in high school and have been tripping down memory lane. Wow, I can't believe how silly I was back then. I had a few insightful moments but mostly I was a silly teen (trying to keep it clean here). Thank you to everyone for putting up with me! :-) I guess I have these years to look forward to with my boys....so happy to not have a daughter (of course I'm probably just jinxing myself into having one!).
Anyway, not much to report on family wise. I think we've got one last box to unpack!!! And Jack's bunkbed to put together -- but we're basically all moved in. Jack is signed up for swimming lessons and I've found a preschool for the fall, all that's left is gymnastics, which should be done by next week.On a final note, Grease was on today so of course I had to watch it. I was singing and dancing, as was Jack, so I told him this was my favorite movie. He looked at me and said, "mine too!" I love that little guy!!!
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