Christmas In The Field

Christmas in the Field at Endview Plantation should be in full swing today. My oldest son passed his last spelling test, with colors flying I might add, and he earned the right to go to the reenactment and see today's Battle of Fort Generic. It is usually more of a skirmish than a battle since there usually isn't more than a few hundred reenactors on the field for this event. I could do with a cup of that Apple Cider that I know is brewing on the fire but I find I am sweating enough today. My boys love going to the reenactments, my little princess seems kind of ambivalent towards the whole thing, but the boys are die hards. In a year or two my oldest may be old enough to serve as a drummer provided he keeps working on his drumming. I sure he will, he likes beating on things. For my Bride, reenactments are a different story. She dreads them. I go running off with my regiment disappearing into the past and leave her back in the 21st century minding Chaos, Mayhem, and Entropy. It is particularly challenging if she screws her courage to the sticking point and takes the Children to see the battles. God Bless her, I don't think I could handle the challenge of riding herd on me and my issue (life with me an mine would drive anyone to distraction) with the poise, grace, and understanding that my Bride has displayed everyday of our marriage and parenthood. Thank you my Darlin' I am sure the little ones will enjoy the show today. Since they probably won't remember to say "thank you", I will say it for them. Thank you! (They had better remember to thank her, we are raising them to be courteous)

TO THE TYRANT NEVER YIELD