Memorial Day 2007 May 28, 2007
It's been such a great day! Noah's been literally waking up at the crack of dawn lately, but today it didn't matter. Chris ran in a 5k this morning and so we popped out of bed, kept Noah in his pj's and went to the race. Grandpa Parker met us there. He and Grandma had big plans to take their canoe out to the lake today, but as it wasn't even 7am yet, Grandma was still sleeping in and Grandpa wanted something fun to do until she was ready. So, he came and hung out with me and Noah to watch the race. It was great! Noah loves, loves, loves his Grandpa Parker, and Grandpa's pretty fond of him too. Chris did great in the race coming in first for his age group. Noah loved all the excitement. He looked pretty silly though...I made him wear his little poncho Chris got for him in Texas over his pjs and socks under his sandals because it was cold and (again) there were bugs. He didn't mind though. He was so hyper. He ran around squealing at the top of his lungs.
Later in the day we did the most perfect thing to celebrate Memorial Day. We went to the Hill Air Force Museum. Chris and I love this museum that is all about airplanes. We've been there a lot together and have always dreamed about taking our own kids there. Before we had Noah we even took his cousin's kids there, just to kind of test it out and get a taste of how fun it would be in the future with our own. Well, it lived up to expectations, because Noah thought it was terrific. What surprised me was how much he really did notice all the airplanes. Of course he also loved the wide open spaces to run around in, the big open hangers that made his voice sound even more booming when he yelled, and all the people there to watch, squeal at, and charm. I loved being there with my two most favorite people. I loved the culmination of the dream that Chris I shared about taking our own little boy there someday. Most of all though, I loved the feeling I got by being there today on Memorial Day. There were a lot of older men there volunteering who were Veterans. Seeing them standing there by the planes that shared so much of their own history, made me choked up with emotion. It made me so proud of my country. It made me so grateful that my little one really can run around carefree and happy because of the wonderful place that he lives in made possible by the people who serve our country so faithfully. It made me emotional thinking about people who sacrificed their lives for what I have. Then I looked at Noah and wondered how many mothers have sacrificed their sons so my son could live in a country with so many privileges and freedoms. It was a good day.
Later in the day we did the most perfect thing to celebrate Memorial Day. We went to the Hill Air Force Museum. Chris and I love this museum that is all about airplanes. We've been there a lot together and have always dreamed about taking our own kids there. Before we had Noah we even took his cousin's kids there, just to kind of test it out and get a taste of how fun it would be in the future with our own. Well, it lived up to expectations, because Noah thought it was terrific. What surprised me was how much he really did notice all the airplanes. Of course he also loved the wide open spaces to run around in, the big open hangers that made his voice sound even more booming when he yelled, and all the people there to watch, squeal at, and charm. I loved being there with my two most favorite people. I loved the culmination of the dream that Chris I shared about taking our own little boy there someday. Most of all though, I loved the feeling I got by being there today on Memorial Day. There were a lot of older men there volunteering who were Veterans. Seeing them standing there by the planes that shared so much of their own history, made me choked up with emotion. It made me so proud of my country. It made me so grateful that my little one really can run around carefree and happy because of the wonderful place that he lives in made possible by the people who serve our country so faithfully. It made me emotional thinking about people who sacrificed their lives for what I have. Then I looked at Noah and wondered how many mothers have sacrificed their sons so my son could live in a country with so many privileges and freedoms. It was a good day.
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