What An Honor

We were in Los Angeles last weekend to attend Uncle Tom's funeral and shiva. I'll keep the details private, but we were glad to be there and spend time with family and friends.

And the traveling didn't stop there for Papa. He returned from LA on Sunday late afternoon, then turned around and headed off to Washington, D.C., early Tuesday morning. Why? The Honor Flight.

During the last few years a non-profit organization was created to raise money and organize same-day trips to D.C. for World War II veterans. They are escorted there, visit the WWII memorial among other things, and escorted back.

I stayed home Tuesday night to watch Simon, but mommy, grandma Janet, GG, great-uncle Scott, great-aunt Kate, cousin Brian, Kate's mom, Ginny; Kate's brother, John; his wife, Kathy; and their daughter, Ellen, welcomed home papa as he landed at Midway.











Now to Simon. For some reason I started calling this toy the lawn mower, despite the fact that it's far from anything that cuts grass. But as you can see he's a natural.