So my 8 year old son (Wee Ian) is in the Cub Scouts, and served at the pack's annual spaghetti dinner tonight. And as I was sitting next to him after the dinner, I looked at his shirt and realized it was cause for a blog post.
"Why", you ask? Three reasons:
2) This awesome post on DG's blog.
3) The patch on Wee Ian's left shirtsleeve:
There are times...like now...when I'm so full of wanting for MOBY that I scarcely know what to do with myself, sassenachs. I miss the heck outta being immersed in Gabaldonville...I really do.
JE SUIS PREST!!!!!!!