Here are some of my most favorite fellas in the world. That is my brother in the background. He was our short order chef for lunch for which I was very grateful. We were all boardering on grungry (ya know, grouchy and hungry together? Tell me you know this feeling.)
After dinner my mom read the Declaration of Independence with Wylie looking on. Because we now watch John Adams each year (or at least parts of it) on the 4th, I understand so much more about this document. I have pictures and places, ideas and images to go along with it. They are not just old abstract words and letters, instead they are the passionate, resolute and determined words of flesh and blood people with everything- and nothing – to loose. Suddenly you realize just how amazing it is that a country like America came to be. Warts and all.