A boy and his flag

I have recently become obsessed with saluting the flag. It started when Abuela was trying to distract me from destroying the flag above in Great Grandpa's office. When I'd go over to Grandma's house, she'd show me the flag in front of her neighbor's house. Now I'm a flag saluting fool. There isn't a flag in my path that doesn't get saluted, and I can sense one coming from a mile away. Here's a video of me saluting one in front of Susan's house. She lives next door to the office. She was understandably impressed.

We're having some technical difficulties posting today, so I'll have to post more on my adventures in a separate post later. Mommy was cursing the computer something fierce trying to post this video, and I should have some new vocabulary words to add to my repetoire soon!