12 hours. . .

We have 12 hours until daddy is home again. 12 looonnnggg hours. I hate how time just seems to go by so slowly when it comes to these things. He leaves again on Sept 11 and time is going to FLY up until that point. Then it is going to slow back down again. The good news is that we are finally, maybe getting some edge on getting the in-laws to maybe come up here. YEAH!!!! That would make the deployments so much easier to have family up here. And who knows, maybe I would decide to get pregnant again. Maybe. My dad is already jealous and it is still just an idea. . .