Memorial Day

We had a picnic today to enjoy the beautiful weather and the time off. Pete's parents were out of town over this weekend so we came to house/dog sit. Since they live in the land of houses (not rowhomes) with grass and trees and yards (shocking, I know) we had some of the people from our ward come out to enjoy the outdoors with us.

Jacques and little Marshall play-- Marshall thought Jacques was pretty dang funny.

Charlton was loving the fudge pop-- it kinda put him in a trance.

The guys got into a pretty hardcore game of Bocce ball. Intense. I know.

I also wanted to take the time to say thank you for all those who should be remembered today. The meaning of Memorial Day gets lost somewhere along the way, as we pull out our barbeques and lawn furniture, we forget that we are celebrating this great country, and the people who sacrificed their lives so that we can spend our days barbeque-ing relatively carefree. So thank you to the friends and families who gave up loved ones so that I can live in this great country.

As cheesy as it might sound, I really am proud to be an American, and I am proud of the Americans who serve their country. I also know that things here are not perfect, but I am grateful that people gave their lives so that we might pursue perfection.