My brother, Elliott's favorite uncle (right Willie?) is now a "life" scout. I'm not quite sure what that means, but I think it's one step away from the Eagles nest. The Monkey and I joined the fam. for the court of honor the other night. Never been to one of those before and it made my cub scout pack meetings look like a walk in the park.
At almost two hours in length, we were all pretty much dying. Lots of technical difficulties, a little bit of disorganization, and many, many photo slide shows.
It was good though and Elliott was so well behaved, especially so close to bed time. He climbed on chairs, clapped when boys won their awards and when the music started playing, he ran to the center of the church gym and basically got his groove on ala John Travolta.
He was happy to celebrate his Uncle "WeeEee's" accomplishments.
And, two weeks ago, we bought him a bike. He pretty much only likes to ring the bell, but we're working on riding it.
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