Leavin… on a jet plane
Comments (0) I’m trading in my PB & J encrusted outfits (thanks to my 18-month-old) for boots and Army camo as I head off to train with my National Guard unit tomorrow. I was going to write a long, witty post to keep you entertained for the next few weeks, but honestly, all I can think about is leaving my sweet little boys. Hard to believe that three years ago about this time I was saying goodbye to then 18-month-old Bubba as I left for my second deployment to Iraq. This time is definitely not as painful, but it still isn’t fun. I’m going to miss Hubby and those boys.
*Sigh* If you want to count down the days until I’m home too, you can make a handy paper chain like this one:
Took Hubby three days to notice it next to the fridge. He asked me who was going to read the notes to Bubba. Silly Hubby, along with taking care of our house and the children and your job, of course, you’re going to read my little notes to our son. He was excited… I think. Anyway, 17 little paper chains until I’m back with my boys. The countdown begins…
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