On Friday night, Elijah and I watched Patton. I told him the same thing my dad told me before I watched the movie with him when I was about Elijah's age: you may not repeat the opening speech to your friends at school. It's a long movie, and after Patton beats Montgomery to Messina but gets relieved of command for slapping a soldier, Elijah asked if there were going to be any more battle scenes. He was pleased to hear that Patton would be taking the Third Army on a tour of France before we went to bed. On Saturday, Sydney scored a goal as the Titans strafed some other bunch of eight-year-old girls, 8-1. Then we took the puppy, Luna, for her first swim.
Stranger in a Strange Land