Ah, another Monday. Today was laundry day. I usually do laundry on Sunday, but my schedule got thrown off with daylight savings and the potluck. I figure that as long as everyone has clean clothes, it's all good.
Ben called early this morning so he could talk to the kids. He doesn't get to talk to them nearly as much as he'd like to. Taryn leaves for school at 7:30am and Gabriel gets home at 3:30pm, which is 4:00pm to 12:00am Ben's time. The only phone he can use to call home is at work, so he doesn't usually call until most everyone is gone and he's pretty much done for the night - around 10:00pm his time (1:30pm our time).
Him calling was actually really good timing, too. I remember hearing my alarm at 6:30, and the next thing I remember is the phone ringing at 7:20. Gabriel was still in bed, and we have to walk out the door to catch the bus no later than 7:40. Had Ben not called, I probably would have ended up driving Gabe to school.
Today's picture demonstrates the nonsense I have to put up with from my four-footed children. Both of them have decided that the best place in the whole world to sleep is on the top of the couch right behind my head:
It's not really an issue until they start sticking their feet (and occasionally claws) on the back of my head. I think Harley knows I'm speaking ill of him, because he's currently in that same spot - except with his back to me.
I actually have a second picture to share today, too. I didn't take this one; I pulled it from an article on the website for Ben's unit about the unit taking control of their 'battle space':
I have no idea who the Marine in the picture is, but I thought it was a really cool picture...I hope everyone else likes it too. If anyone wants to go take a look, here's the link for the unit website:
RCT-2 Articles There are a bunch of different news articles to peruse.
And on that note, I'm going to sign off for the night. Day 27 awaits...