Wouldn't you agree?
Just got back from a brass band concert on the commons that we had to leave early on because I wanted to sit and enjoy the music, but the kids wanted to run to the opposite end of the park, pet random dogs being walked by their humans and shanghai unwitting teenagers' soccer balls. The baby was everywhere and kept trying to eat grass. So much for culture.
They had a busy day and got to run and play and do kid things. So that's good.
Now, I get to have a few quiet moments. I can even hear a clock ticking two rooms away... Amazing.
The nights are a slight reprieve, but I have to admit, they are starting to feel lonely...
Nineteen days left...
Side Note: People who aren't accustomed to this life balk when they learn my husband is gone for days even a week or so at a time. They don't realize that while those are challenging to a degree, it's a walk in a pretty park compared to these extended training sessions. My heart truly goes out to Military Wives- not knowing when and if their other half is returning any time soon at all. I should be slapped for my petty belly-aching over a short 25 days, huh? God bless those wives and families!
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