His First Full Day Home...

Loved every second of it. Period.

...there wasn't a dry eye in the house...

Today was full of emotion. The man of the house finally made his grand appearance. I was so excited/nervous that I went to Wegman's for an hour before I had to pick him up just so that I was moving and getting stuff done as opposed to sitting at home...waiting...we all know how the waiting game goes when you really want something to happen.
So, around 12:40pm I get the text that he had landed...wooo...
the hard part was watching a soldier leave and say goodbye to his family while mine was coming home...but we all know the two weeks will come to an end...(not even letting it bother me at the moment).
The first thing we did was go to Coleman's. Going there is like meeting old friends even though we don't go very often...that place has a great atmosphere, and good food to boot.
Here is our darling Emma lovin on Daddy...

...and playing with Daddy's uniform (which looked amazing, but wasn't Irish Spring fresh if you know what I mean :))...

For those of you that don't know (I sure didn't) ISAF (the patch on his uniform) means 'International Security Assistance Force' which falls under NATO.
Greeting Colin at school was the next stop and you can just see how that went:


The day was busy. We played and played. We ate pizza together picnic style, we sang to Colin for his birthday, again...and just loved on one another a ton. Colin even fell asleep playing...

OK, well time to sign off and enjoy the man before he falls asleep on me...xoxo

Looking back...on turning 3.

Colin's birthday has been a lot of fun. For all of us. We have been busy, busy, busy. I have pictures to prove it.
The House of Bounce was by far a hit to say the least. These photos just do not capture how much fun we had; not even close:
We jumped...

...and jumped...

...and even fell...

...some of us made new friends...

...we sang and celebrated with Colin's pre-school friends:

...we decorated his room and read books and sang songs about birthdays and growing up...

...we have been celebrating just a little each day...at least until Chris gets home. It is a darn good thing he is home sometime tomorrow. Some of us just can not keep up any longer...


xoxo

...never a dull moment

This little guy was in my chimney this morning...had to call my squirrel guy (yes, I have a squirrel guy) to get it out of there...

it honestly sounded like a squirrel...I am thankful it wasn't...I still have nightmares about the ones that had infested our house not too long ago.
Later in the day, Emma and I went to Colin's school to take his class some cupcakes, so they could sing to him for his birthday (we are stringing out his birthday until after Chris is home...). Here he is while everyone was singing...

He is too funny. I noticed that he plays with his ears when he gets nervous. Such a little sweetie.
Once the kiddos finished eating (Colin was last to finish...I even believe he has a strategy to eating the cupcake as well), Colin was ready to go home. That reminds me, one of the sweetest things he said today. A little boy, Ryan, was upset when his Mommy left. Colin went up to him and said 'Don't worry Ryan, Don't worry, Your Mommy will be back in a little bit, just a little bit later.' His teacher told me about it. So cute.
So, later...Lisa cooked an awesome dinner for us (loved the roasted veggies), and we just chit-chatted and relaxed. Here is a quick little shot of my little lovely Emma and I this evening:

We heard from Chris and he is now in Kuwait. He should be in Atlanta sometime Wednesday morning. The delay is mostly because they make those that are coming home sit in a room by themselves for 5 hours or so and then there is customs or something of that ilk to contend with. blah. Assuming he gets home Wednesday, his 2 weeks home will start on Thursday! Can not wait to see him!!! :)
Okay, I better get to bed...I'm pretty tired.
I love you Chris...can not wait to see you!! xoxo

Colin turns 3!

My oh my. The past couple of days have been a little busy. Yesterday, one of my buddies, Lizzy was ambulanced to the hospital due to asthma and hypervenilation. We went along behind and stayed with her until they let her go home.
When I saw her in there, I realized how much we love her. She is like my little sister. Colin adores her:

We are glad you are doing better Lizzy. We are always here for you.
Lisa and I have spent a lot of time together this weekend with her husband also away at the moment. In addition, her house is on the market so we are a quick getaway when her house is being shown...this is one awesome gal (this was taken in the hospital...Lizzy is her daughter):

Today we went to the House of Bounce and oh my goodness, it was awesome! Lisa and I got to bounce too. Too much fun for words.
We will definitly go there again!!! Total blast!
Here is our resident birthday boy:

We are celebrating 3 for a good part of the week. Colin has been so polite and grateful for everything we have done for his birthday. He is a good person.
There will be more to report on our birthday boy as the week progresses. Today was a warm-up. ;)
Oh and check this little lovely out...she is doing awesome; teething, but still as adorable as ever.

Gotta go but...Stay tuned...xoxo

For You Emma, Love Your Daddy!


So, I'm still sitting at Bagram. Been here since Tuesday waiting to fly out. Bagram is pretty boring, so I've been pulling my hair out waiting to go. But, maybe tomorrow. If not, Tuesday for sure. We'll see. I've been reading quite a bit which is killing time. I'm working on Borstal Boy from Bredan Behan right now. Really good book. Highly recommended it. Funny little side story. So, I'm out front of the tent I'm staying in and run into SGT. Josh Gire. Who I knew as SPC Gire back in Germany. I haven't seen him in like 5 1/2 years. Wild how small the Army is.
Ok, so last week was my advice to Colin. This week it's my advice to Little Emma. So, here we go:
-Emma, I know women and society put a lot of pressure on looks and what not. That's not the end all and be all. The only person you have to satisfy is you. If you like the way how you look, who cares.
-You can be anything you want. Don't let anyone tell you anything else. If you want to climb the corporate latter, go for it. If you want to be a stay at home when the time comes for you to settle down, go for it. Whatever makes you happy.
-Starting when you are in High School, men will say whatever it takes to get in you bed. Don't listen to them. Stay true to yourself. You don't need to sleep with a guy to keep him around. If that's how he is, you're better off with out him.
-Don't let men push you around. If you're in a situation and it looks like violence is coming, there's no shame in giving him a shot to the crotch. Could save you're life.
-Stand up for what you believe. I told Colin this too. If you believe in something down to your core, stand up for it. But, you must also except the repercussions. That's the other side of the coin.
-Here's a great saying: It's nice to be pretty, but it's pretty to nice. Nothing wrong with being polite. It'll get you further than being rude.
-There's more to life than material crap. I have no doubt you will be a heart breaker when you get older, but there's more to life than dating models and new toys. If that's all you care about, I made a huge mistake somewhere.
-When you get to be in High School, I'm gonna worry and probably be a little overprotective. Deal with it.
-When you do start dating, make sure the guy treats you with respect. If you feel like you're a toy or being used, you probably are. Get rid of him and move on.

I love you Emma. I hope you grown up to be a strong woman and that you are successful in anything you do. Like I said before, I'm gonna worry. You're just going to have to deal with it. And if I think that guy is a scumbag, you, and him, will hear about it. I know this isn't as much advice as I gave Colin, but I can only tell you so much. You're mother will help you with the rest. But, I'm always here for you. I love you sweetheart.

Ok. So next week, it'll be advice for both of them. Hopefully I'll be writing it from home in Syracuse and not at Bagram. We'll see though! Until then....

Slan,
Chris