Our family tartan developed by the kids. Wondering what our clan name is? Bender doesn't really sound Scottish to you? I agree. It's believed to be German. Brian's roots are Irish, Italian, German and Czech (which I think is very cool and we kick ourselves for not visiting that region). My side...mostly Irish, with an eighth French (French Canadian as of the 1700s or so, with a tad of First Nation thrown in we think), Welsh, and yes...Scottish. Matthew has grabbed on to that eighth of Scottish ancestry (which if you do the math is a sixteenth for the kids), and ran with it. Full blown Scot now, complete with kilt, sporran, some other Celtic name for a (fake) dagger you wear in your sock, and a bunch of other stuff, most impressively to include a chanter; a beginner's bagpipe he's learning to play. Into it you think? Yes! And I love it. He is channeling my grandmother (who's father was the Scot, Mr. Harry Hendry). Her passion for Scotland was undeniable. Many trips over, many local friends and a kilt for every day of the year, dear Nana loved that country so.
I digress though, I didn't mention our clan name. Meet Clan McBendry. The "Mc" is from my maiden name (thanks to my 100% Irish Dad), "Ben", well that's obvious, and the "dry" from my grandmother's maiden name. We won't be making this official, way too much effort and, well, we're pretty happy as is. Love our tartan though, and will add a picture of the family crest the kids designed soon.
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| Road trip through Scotland, our last hurrah before leaving Europe. Worthy of a lengthy blog post. |
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| First ever deep fried Mars Bars. Holy freak, those are the best things ever invented and very Scottish. This makes up for the deep fried haggis Matthew had right before. For real. |
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| Not discriminating at the Highland Games. |
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| Love |
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| If this could be a pet I'd have it in our yard right this minute. |
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