We went to the Scottish Festival and Highland Games today.
We've decided we'd like to be Scottish.
We really like the idea of a family tartan.
And Eric agreed he'd proudly wear a kilt.
I'm sure it has nothing to do with the ability to hook a beer stein on it.
Kenna wants to play the bag pipes.
As long as she gets to perform on a stage.
And both girls think Scottish dancing is pretty wonderful.
I loved the moment during the Closing Ceremonies today when the announcer asked who was Scottish by inclination.
We were happy to yell, "We are!"
It's good to be Scottish even if it's just for a day.