Abe took Faith, Cannon, and George on a hike around Fox Hill and my little sweeties gathered a bouquet of wild flowers for me.
Not only is Faith a sweetie, but she is one tough cookie as well-- giving George a piggy pack for much of the way.
For the evening's festivities on the Fourth of July, Uncle Michael arranged a program and ceremony to retire a flag. Rather than having the Scouts do it, he has a color guard of young women. They did a marvelous job and were very respectful.
Uncle Michael has a great reverence for our freedoms and the armed forces. He is wisely striving to pass that on to his family and extended family. It is interesting for me, coming from a strong military heritage. I must admit that I love Memorial Day as a time to honor and revere those who have fought and sacrificed for our freedom, but come July 4th I appreciate a good celebration and party.
Sometimes the worst ideas are the most fun. Thankfully, no one was injured.
I find it hard to believe that the young ladies could find no other meeting location for a little D&D adventure than the furnace room. Perhaps they just wanted some privacy.
The young men usually feel the need for a display of physical dominance resulting in an arm wrestling tournament. Ford (in red) skunks them all.