Tuesday, April 29, 2008
From the time my son was able to choose his own clothes until high school the only pants I could get him to wear were the camouflage pants. We had the winter camouflage, green camouflage, dessert camouflage, any other style of pants were just not acceptable. As he grew we spent more and more time in the army surplus stores buying his required attire. Of course we had to have the complete set of GI Joes. His great aunt Ruth said he had the most shooting sounds of any little boy she ever saw. He would spend hours playing GI Joe. Remembering what he enjoyed as a child helps me remember he is doing what he loves.