It's finally over!
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. I can't say much that will add to what these pictures tell you. We finally got him back!!! :-) October 19th at 9am we went to the gym to wait for the homecoming ceremony. I thought it would be difficult knowing he was here at Fort Drum but not being able to see him. It wasn't. I think that was because we have been apart so long that just the knowledge that he was near was good enough to get us through the last couple hours. Thank you for all your prayers and support over the last year. All in all, for a first deployment experience, it wasn't as bad as it could have been. I'm thankful for what we have learned this year and for how we've grown but

You know you are a military spouse if...
I came across this on someone else's blog and had to repost it. It's so true!You might be a military spouse if......You live on your own, by yourself more after you're married than before you were married....You know all of your husband's coworkers by their last name, and rarely know their first name or even gender....Your husband's work and dress clothes cost more than yours do....You only write in pencil because EVERYTHING is subject to change....You know that a 2 m

Where does the ti...
Where does the time go? Can it really be a month since my last blog? We are keeping busy. My 7 year old did, in fact, break her wrist when she fell as reported in my last update. Even the doctor was surprised when the X-ray came back showing a buckle fracture. She got a purple cast. I bought a silver marker for her to let all her friends use when they signed her cast. What a way to start the school year! At least it wasn't her writing hand. She will get it off this week.The girls both started ballet. Initially I signed just the 7 year old up but my 4 year old stood on the sidelines and copied everything they did so the teacher said we should

Keeping Busy
I don't have much to say. No earth shattering news, no breath taking revelations. Just life, but it's been a busy life lately. I had to register the kids with CYS so we can use hourly care and enroll the younger two in preschool on post. That meant a trip to Clark Hall - always a nightmare just waiting to happen. I got all the paperwork filled out, including the physical forms from the doctor, checked the hours for registration, loaded the 3 kids into the car and made our way to the second floor of Clark Hall. Alas, one of their clerks had quit and the other one was not covering all the hours they said they were taking registrations so I had to leave without getting anything accomplished -