My friend, Mendy, was in town this weekend and we spent Saturday at the Highland Games in Arlington. It was hotter than Hades, but it was still a fun day. We heard great music from several pipe and drum bands:
We saw traditional sword dancing:
We heard lovely harp music:
We saw manly men in kilts throw heavy objects about:
And of course, we had to get in the full spirit of the day. My mom made Lawson his own little kilt and embroidered shirt. At the last minute, she whipped out a sporran (with the help of my Uncle Jim who was also in town). He was a hit. People told me all day just how cute he looked!
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