When my friend Lindsay started talking about planning her daughter’s first birthday party, I was disappointed we would miss it. You can read about the amazing friends we have made in the military here and here. They were among our first friends in Steve’s first enlistment, and some of our closest. But everyone has seemed to move on from this crazy life, leaving us stranded here at Camp Lejeune by ourselves. Friendless. Okay, pity party over. Like usual, Lindsay and I began scheming. This is usually when you can cue Matt and Steve’s “uh-oh’s.” I realized Maybree’s birthday fell on my three-day weekend off work, and Steve would be off early on Friday! Combined with my recent desire to visit several national landmarks in DC, I decided this was a perfect weekend for a roadtrip! (And luckily convinced Steve to agree).
My husband is a pretty low-maintenance person. But there are a few things that are non-negotiable… food and sleep being two of those things. Recently, when he’s been complaining about getting hungry I’ve found myself saying, “I have a granola bar in my purse.” Apparently he’s catching onto my trick… because he now thinks a granola bar is the equivalent of offering a baby a bottle and saying, “Here – be quiet and stop crying!” When he pointed this out, I couldn’t help but laugh, because it is so true!
Look at this Daddy-Duo. The boys pushing the strollers was cracking us up! Two and a half years ago they were patrolling Marjah together in full combat gear… now they’re a couple of suckers with strollers 😉
And last, but not least, a picture that perfectly sums up our family every time I try to coordinate a family picture. But I think we got some pretty good ones today.
[Steve wants me to point out she gets this from her mother, sorry Linds].
Wait Mom, you mean I can eat as much sugar as I want and you’re not going to get mad if I make a mess? I don’t understand…
Pretty birthday girl before, and messy birthday girl after 🙂 Mommy took away the cake before it was too destroyed for us to enjoy later…
But our weekend didn’t stop there! We still had a visit to Washington D.C. on the way home. We stopped at the Marine Corps War Memorial, and Arlington National Cemetery. God bless you Staff Sgt. Malachowski and all of your fallen 2/8 brothers. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.