Today marks the ten year anniversary when the US suffered it's single largest terrorist attack when two planes crashed into the World Trade Center towers and the Pentagon as well. Ten years have past and just watching clips still makes me cry. This morning Dylan and I watched a show called 102 Minutes That Changed America where they pieced together home and professional video clips to show minute by minute what happened in New York after the first plane crashed into the buildings. It was heart breaking to have to explain to Dylan how some bad people decided that they would try to kill as many people as possible. It gave us chances to talk about how people were so confused and hurt but worked together to try to take care of the people around them. We talked about terrorism. This is something I would normally not want to talk to a six year old about. We also talked about heroism and patriotism and what we can do to remember those who died. I don't have a personal connection to 9/11 other than the fact that I was an American alive when it happened and for that it will always stay with me.
Because I didn't download any pictures for a while, and then it was after Christmas and things got wild for a while I kind of skipped over the actual holiday so several weeks late, here is how we spent our Christmas. I didn't get any pictures when we were over at Shane's family's house but we spent lots of time over there too. All four kids in one picture together! Warner kind of blends into the tree skirt but his little baldish head stands out. Luckily the matching pajamas I bought for the boys last year still fit too. Head lamps for spying on Santa. Opening presents was a daunting task for Lincoln. I think this was when he realized asking only for a "princess and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich" wasn't the best of ideas. Don't worry he got plenty spoiled. The messy aftermath. Lincoln playing in his new tiny little kitchen. My brother and dad at our house. My mom and brother decorating a giant gingerbread...
Shannon, thanks for the touching reminder of that day. It is so sad we even have to explain things like that to our innocent little ones but it sounds like you explained it well to Dylan's tender heart. You have a tender heart too my precious daughter.
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