Monday, June 21, 2010

I have a confession....

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

I have a confession.....

My sons wear kilts.  There you have it.  You know my deep, dark secrets.  Around here, we call kilts "Warrior Wear" because, of course, my sons are warriors.  Warriors throughout history have worn skirts, belted girdles with leather strips (resembling skirts - think Romans and Spartans) or kilts.  These have been mighty men of valour and eldest son and younest son are following in their footsteps!  I think these manly men must feel incredibly free in their kilts - because they are often their attire of choice, especially for battle.  They paintball, shoot, have sword fights and box - all in kilts.  Eldest son even rides his motorcycle "Vera" in a kilt! 

Here is dirty faced youngest son, showing off his kilt and "sporran", the leather pouch in front of his kilt.

And Eldest son riding Vera.

Our neighbor boy, getting ready for battle wearing eldest son's kilt (Neighbor boy wants one for his birthday!).

My husband says that I will get him in a kilt when we get photo shop!

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