Every year at the park by our house, the city of Lubbock puts up 1,000 flags in honor of all the victims of September 11 and all First Responders. It is really a beautiful sight, despite the tragedy it signifies. I still remember exactly where I was that awful day and I still want to cry every time I think about it. The day they put the flags up this year was such a beautiful day, a perfectly blue sky with no clouds. Beautiful. Crockett, Braidy, Bowen and I walked down to see all the flags. The boys thought it was really cool and they loved running up and down each row. I was afraid I was going to lose them in there. They even happened to make the news :) It was pretty cool! Crockett kept asking to "Turn me on", meaning he wanted to see him and Braidy on TV :) haha One day I hope they will understand what all the flags mean and what a historic, tragic day that was. Until then, I will embrace the images of 2 of my favorite little boys running in the flags, with an innocence that is like a breath of fresh air on the anniversary of that dark day.