Well, Clint has to be in Ft. Bliss (El Paso) on October the 8th. I probably can not give out a bunch of info, but he will only be there about a week and then he heads of to the big sand box. Damn, I kind of hoped he would get some TRAINING. I mean he has been writing for the paper his entire military career. He hasn't been exposed to all the stuff the other soldiers get when they go out to the field or to NTC. I know he has a good head on his shoulders and he will be with well qualified people, but...........still makes me a little apprehensive.
Clint's brother and sister-in-law finally got here last night. Oh boy, those kids of theirs are so cute. I love having all these kids around. I guess I am just a glutton for punishment. I just feel like....the more the merrier.
I am going to stay here during Clint's deployment. It would be nice to go back to Texas and have all the support of friends and family, but it just isn't an idea that really works out for us. Of course, that is fine with me, I am a tough cookie. Taking care of the kids and doing things myself is not the big deal, it's the food. Clint does almost all the cooking and I have gotten so spoiled. I will probably weigh 85 pounds by the time that man gets home.
Steven asked me the other day if I was going to be sad when Daddy goes to war....well of course sweetie, but I will be fine. We are selling the RV, which totally sucks, but I sue as hell ain't drivin' it. By the time Clint gets back, Our military days will be almost over so......we are going to sell it for what we bought it for and put into it so I guess like three grand. Someone is going to get a hell of a deal. That thing runs great and all the crap in it works. Man, Clint is broken hearted.
Emily is starting to write. She can now spell 2 words....Toy and........yep, you guessed it, POOP!!!! That's a Stein kid for yah.
Clint's brother and sister-in-law finally got here last night. Oh boy, those kids of theirs are so cute. I love having all these kids around. I guess I am just a glutton for punishment. I just feel like....the more the merrier.
I am going to stay here during Clint's deployment. It would be nice to go back to Texas and have all the support of friends and family, but it just isn't an idea that really works out for us. Of course, that is fine with me, I am a tough cookie. Taking care of the kids and doing things myself is not the big deal, it's the food. Clint does almost all the cooking and I have gotten so spoiled. I will probably weigh 85 pounds by the time that man gets home.
Steven asked me the other day if I was going to be sad when Daddy goes to war....well of course sweetie, but I will be fine. We are selling the RV, which totally sucks, but I sue as hell ain't drivin' it. By the time Clint gets back, Our military days will be almost over so......we are going to sell it for what we bought it for and put into it so I guess like three grand. Someone is going to get a hell of a deal. That thing runs great and all the crap in it works. Man, Clint is broken hearted.
Emily is starting to write. She can now spell 2 words....Toy and........yep, you guessed it, POOP!!!! That's a Stein kid for yah.
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