Watching The Patriot. I was just thinking to myself recently--mere days ago, maybe even yesterday--that I wanted to see it again. Powers of attraction at work. :)
At church this morning, we were having a Flower Communion in which we were all given some flowers that we would put into a communal vase and tell what we were thankful for. My son, while waiting for our turn, turned his flower stems on their sides and brandished them as a gun.
Boys.