

SUCCESS ! Our journey to an Eagle with Andrew is done. Ironically it ended on the last day possible, his 18th b-day. Better late than never. The board told us that only 3% of registered scouts ever become an Eagle. I found that amazing and Andrew felt even more accomplishment.
Poor guy had to have his mother in there crying with them. I really wanted to bust out the camera when he was shaking the boards hands, but I didn't want to humiliate him completely. he refused to let me take a picture of him next to the sign on the door. I told him that someday his kids would be really grateful that I took pictures of these momentous occasions.


Much to
zan and Andrews dismay there was no sleeping in on their 18
th birthday.
Zan's friend Jared came over bright and early at 6:
oo to help me make breakfast. We all had a busy day and I knew if we were going to party it had to be early. We had french toast w/ strawberries and cream,(courtesy of Jared) eggs, and bacon. I was out the door at 7:20 for work,
Zan was on her way to Vegas for shopping, and Andrew was preparing for his Eagle Board of Review.(in between games on the
xbox). I can't believe my babies are grown up.