Yesterday Wylie watched the much anticipated Sherman’s March. Today he and Miles recreated it in the back yard. All the while singing “Glory, glory, hallelujah, glory, glory hallelujah…” at the top if their lungs…They have even filled the part of our yard affectionately termed “the Jungle” with all their toys and rocking horses. Turning it into some sort of encampment or hideout.
*NOTE: As soon as I posted this Wylie called me outside to watch his “Civil War Re-enactment Play.” After I took my seat he handed me a fly-swatter to be my “fan,” so I could be a proper Southern Lady, I can only assume. Then he instructed us the audience (my mom and I) to “turn off our cell phones and wait until the end to clap. And talk softly.” Which we did.