We had to cut our afternoon short so that Joe could get to work on time. Stupid swing shift. Part of being a military family is being flexible as an entire unit to the schedule of the active member[s]. Any military spouse can tell you that. Between TDY, deployment, or just an inconvenient set of working hours, there's inevitably going to some sort of uncomfortable time frame during which everyone involved just grits their teeth and grins. We're still major newbies at the whole process, but even up to this point I've realized how much credit should be given to families of active military members. [[So I applaud you, husbands, wives, and children of our men and women in uniform!!]] I'm not seeking credit here, simply stating my empathy.
Anywho, I took advantage of some good Sydni-Mommy time, because I'm quickly finding that no matter how much time I get with her, I'll look back one day and wonder where it all went. We plowed through a few books, tore apart a toy chest, and played dress up with some oversized plastic rings with fake 75 carat colored gems. Good stuff.
Tomorrow it's back to the work week. My bosses are returning from their week-long Cancun getaway, and we'll be hitting the ground running.
Oh, and it's Halloween!
