Friday was dress like an everyday hero at school. Shayne wanted to wear her Wonder woman costume. I was okay with it until I read her agenda that I had to sign. It said, “everyday hero.” The little, little ones may be able to pull off wearing a Wonder woman costume on this day at school but in 3rd grade? I wasn’t sure. I asked her if she was sure. She wasn’t. She changed her mind back to being an everyday hero. Her choice?
AND I DIDN’T TAKE A PHOTO OF HER IN MY SCRUB TOP. (For those wondering what I am talking about…I did attend school for awhile. I was accepted into a nursing program. I chose to back out for the time being so I could raise my kiddos. Paul’s job doesn’t exactly make room for the nursing hours needed. It’s all okay too. I had Sage after we made the decision for me to postpone school. And now we are having another. Funny how things work out like they are supposed to, yes?).
Stormy…what did she want to wear? She reminded me of her Army costume. Of course I hadn’t forgotten about it. It was/is the most special costume to me. Not the costume part. The hat part. I did a post on it before Halloween a year ago. I could just post the link. I don’t want to. I want to share this story again. It makes my heart swell with pride. My eyes fill with tears. Keep reading…you’ll see why.
Every year my family dresses up using a theme for our costumes. For example, the first year we dressed up (2005) we did the "traditional" Halloween stuff. I was a witch (no comments on that please). Paul was a vampire. Shayne was a cat. Stormy was a spider. Connor--an adorable bat at 3 months of age! The year after that we did Peter Pan. The year after that we did pirates. Last year we did Wizard of Oz. This year was going to be heroes. So I asked Connor what he wanted to be...
And then I asked Stormy.
"Stormy-what hero do you want to be for Halloween?"
"An army soldier. Because they are heroes."
I couldn't be more proud of my kid.
Fast forward a couple of days. We are driving and we stop at a red-light.
"Momma-look an army soldier is next to us!!!" Stormy exclaims.
I tell her to ask him if he is. She's too shy so I ask...
"My daughter wants to know if you are a soldier..."
He looks over and smiles at Stormy and says,
"Yes I am."
"Stormy-what do we say?"
"Thank you for all you do" she tells him.
I then very quickly tell him about how she picked a soldier as her hero...
"Where you headed?"
"I am going to the park to do a quick photo-shoot."
"Pull over there real fast. I have something I'll give your daughter that's Army," he says.
So we pull into a parking lot. He gets to the back of his SUV and pulls out a small locker. He gets out a hat and hands it to Stormy.
"Here you go. That spent a year over-seas in Iraq."
"Stormy Maureen-give him a hug and tell him thank you for the hat and everything else he has done for us" I tell her.
She gives him a hug. And so do I.
I think his shirt said RUEGGER. I can't be sure. It was fast. I want to say Thank you. For everything you do everyday for our country. Thank you for making my daughter's point perfectly clear for those in doubt. You are a hero. I couldn't be more proud.