
He-Man belongs in a muddy hole.
Why?
I dunno.

He-Man belongs in a muddy hole.
Why?
I dunno.

This morning we got up early Mike dressed in his whites, we picked up Sara (Aaron’s girlfriend) and headed to North Milwaukee to the Military Entrance Processing Station or MEPS as it’s called. Aaron had spent the day there Tuesday doing all he needed to joint the Army National Guard. However, he knew a very special military officer he wanted to perform the swearing-in ceremony for him – his father.
Here’s the pictures from this morning where Capt Mike Eklund swore in his son Aaron Eklund.

Now may I proudly introduce PV2 Aaron Eklund of the Army National Guard. He’ll be serving while he continues to attend University of Wisconsin Madison. There he’ll be with the ROTC program except when he takes the winter semester off for boot camp. Upon graduation he’ll be commissioned as an Officer and plans to work for the governor’s office in helping with preparedness for pandemics and bio hazards.

Our family is proud to serve.

Let me first say I’d save all family members – skin covered or fur covered. Then at the top of my list is a little red composition book (that’s what I grew up calling wire bound notebooks) of which we must not speak. I have a treasure trove of family history items in my house but if I had to grab one thing it would be this dog-eared red notebook.

I can’t share exactly what’s in it but I can tell you why it’s precious. In this notebook Mike and I recorded the things Aaron said growing up that made us laugh. We were that kind of parents. Mike was better at it than I but now we have snippets of childhood earnest conversations that made us giggle at the honesty and simple logic in his comments. We started the book when he was 4 and tapered off when he was about 10.

I’ve often said this will be my first New York Times best seller. Aaronisms. However I’ve agreed never to publicly share the contents until I have his consent. Right now it’s just to embarrassing for him to share. Even though I think some of them are the wisdom of a child that grown-ups need. No, I’ll wait. There will be a time when all will be revealed. Until then the book is on the second shelf of my office bookcase at the end near the door so I can quickly grab it in case of fire. Maybe I should move it to the safe deposit box.
Short post today. I’m feeling under the weather. Hopefully I’ll be back on my feet tomorrow.
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