Happy Birthday, Dr. King!

When I was in elementary school, I loved talking about Martin Luther King, Jr. What an awesome guy! I remember getting chills listening to, reading, or reciting his "I Have A Dream" speech. After elementary school I still thought MLK was awesome, but all of the discussions became too political and definitely not as fun or interesting. Boo.

Last week I was so excited when I sat down to help Henry with his homework and one of the assignments was: Tell someone in your home about Martin Luther King, Jr. I sat back, anxious to hear Henry's perspective on this great leader. When I asked Henry why MLK was an important guy, all he said was, "I don't know. He liked animals?"

Ugh. So we talked a little about MLK. When we were done, I told Henry that the country celebrates his birthday every year and that is why he didn't have to go to school on Monday. He really liked that part and said, "We should bake him a cake! We should write, 'Happy Birthday. Sorry you died.'"

I kinda laughed, but then thought-- yeah, really. I'm sorry, too.