When we were all at "Sunday School" last week, there was a very small, yet meaningful ceremony in honour of Remeberance Day. (After the service everyone kinda hangs out while drinking coffee, putting on their coats, etc.) There were six veterans in attendance, one gentleman had a rather large number of medals on his jacket. The boys were very interested. Twin A asked his Daddy why that man got to wear those medals. After hearing his Daddy's reply, my little 3.5 year old walked over to the gentleman and started talking. This sweet elderly man very slowly crouched down so he could hear what the little one was saying. Then we could 'almost' see tears in this man's eyes? Then they were hugging. We walked closer to get in on this little rendez-vous. We were ALL welling up after learning that my barely 42 month old son, all on his own volition gone up to that man with the medals and said, in his best preschool pronounciation ever,

"Thank you for keeping our country safe."

'Nuff said. But I just have to add that every time we see a display set up where they are accepting donations, handing out poppies, he goes right over and says the same thing to whoever is manning the booth.

"Thank you for keeping our country safe."

Whoever said they were too young...