My aunt Wendy is joining the reserves, and my mom hosted a going-away party for her before she heads off to Montreal for basic training. I was late due to bussing out in the snow, but apparently my uncle Mike showed up in full camo gear and started yelling at her, and made her do 20 pushups. My uncle Ken gave her a bunch of army figurines and a nerf gun. We all ate too much and drank wine in the afternoon, so by the time Jeff came out after work to join us for dinner at the pub, he was the only one who ordered a full meal.
Kenny (above) is going to be seventeen tomorrow. He is my youngest brother. This makes me feel old.
