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The Freeman Family In The Month of August

1 Sep

“We adore chaos because we love to produce order.” – M.C. Escher

Where to start with August?! Well, I haven’t had internet access at the apartment since moving to Pensacola, Florida, and I’m here at the local Starbucks once again leeching internet and trying not to feel guilty for buying yet another mocha. So! My month! I’ll start by filling in where my last blog post left off.

I am still pregnant. I have not had baby Tessa yet, despite the many close calls and declarations of induction at the hospital. Basically, my amniotic fluid was dangerously low and my placenta wasn’t showing a good exchange of nutrients to Tessa. So they wanted to induce. They hospitalized me and started me on steroids and everything. Then my fluids went up and they decided to wait on the induction. Worst lol/jk of my life. After psyching myself up for imminent pain and baby?! Ahhhhh!

Anyhoo, they released me from the hospital and put me on bed rest. Which I only partially adhered to. I mostly spent the next day rushing around doing all the things I thought I hadn’t had time to do. At my last check up (on Friday), my fluid had dipped back down, but overall Tessa’s levels looked good. They offered once again to schedule an induction and I declined. Then they released me on partial bed rest, with another two appointments scheduled right after Labor Day weekend to keep an eye on her fluid and that pesky placenta. They also prescribed me medicine to speed up Tessa’s lung and liver development in case of induction. Because the second my fluid dips down again she’s coming out. So, fun times!

In the meantime my mother-in-law Connie Jo is here from Washington State to help me around the house. She’s been walking the dog, doing my housework, and basically making sure I stay off my feet and drink lots of water and take my medicine. Connie and Jonathan are even making me take wheelchairs when I insist we go out and sightsee Pensacola and go grocery shopping. Ugh! I’ve never felt so gimpy in my life!

So that’s where I am NOW. This month has been the most action packed, change-filled month of the year, by far!

Here’s a fast recap of this month: My husband graduated from Navy Boot Camp in Great Lakes, Illinois. Then he was sent to Pensacola, Florida for A School. Then I packed up our tiny apartment in Hanford, California and hopped in the car with my dad and my cats and my dog and drove the 2500mile cross country road trip to settle down here in Florida. Then it’s been a flurry of moving in, sightseeing, figuring out the area, plugging into the community and getting ready for Tessa’s imminent arrival. It’s been crazy, to say the very least.

While the hospital excursion was frightening, it’s been an amazing month! So much has happened so fast! I’m so thrilled to be near my husband again. I can’t wait for us to be a family of three, living under one roof! God really has been so good to us. We have been showered with blessings and I am amazed at where life has taken us. The Navy certainly didn’t lie when they said a career in the armed forces would be an adventure!

I can say with confidence that all of my fears and concerns and worries of the past few months have melted away. I’m just taking things one day at a time, waiting for our precious daughter to join us here on the outside world, and waiting to see where God takes us next!


The Freeman Family in the Month of July

6 Aug

“Man never made any material as resilient as the human spirit.” – Bernard Williams

Above is the month of July in Instagram photos. It feels like more of “The Gingi Show” and less like “The Freeman Family” with Jonathan being in Navy Boot Camp in Illinois for all of July, and all the photos being primarily of me, my cats, and the books I’ve read. But the coming months should contain photos of Jonathan AND baby Tessa! *so excited*

July was kind of hard on me. I dealt with the first month apart from Jonathan with an amazing degree of peace and serenity. Then, as the weeks and days inched closer to seeing my handsome husband again, I found my emotions taking a wild ride that ranged from euphoria to depression within seconds. I honestly cannot tell if my emotions are circumstantial (husband being gone) or hormonal (baby wreaking havoc with my body) or maybe a combination of both. But the latter half of July was not exactly bueno.

But aside from the mood swings and crankiness, July was fairly productive on both of our ends. I kept busy with ever more crafts and projects (like Tessa’s baby shower and planning for the Navy family Meet and Greet!) and Jonathan had a blast at Boot Camp. His division won the Captains Cup, and he earned a ribbon for being a Sharpshooter. He also performed on the drums with the Navy Drum Line live at the two PIR’s prior to his own. I am so very very proud of him!

And a lot of those worries and unknowns I was fretting about in June? They are slowly becoming KNOWNS, which is fan-freaking-tastic. For instance, Jonathan is definitely going to school in Pensacola. We assumed that would be the case, but knowing makes planning so much easier. Now I can look for an apartment, a doula, a birth photographer, a place to pop out my princess, and so on. I can also start advertising for wedding photography again. It’s such a liberating feeling knowing what is going on! Don’t get me wrong, I am all for adventure and excitement, but the stress of birth and a cross country move? Well, I was on the verge of being all funned out with so many great unknowns looming over my head!

I’m still taking it all one day at a time, putting our lives and our situation in God’s hands, and focusing on the things I CAN control and plan for. While these two months away from my husband – and being relatively without communication – have been hard, it has convinced me that we can weather anything. So the upcoming move to a new state, settling in, and planning for a baby is something I know we can handle. I am so proud of the man that I married, and so excited to have our little daughter joining us to be a family. Life sure is about to get interesting!

And now. Here’s some of my favorite tweets from the month of July:

I need to learn to handle my own panic so I don’t convey it to my child. But PAPER CUTS, man. How do you NOT freak out??!

The life I crave = what most feminists rail against as an artificial socially constructed gender role. They can suck my white picket fence.

I love cats! Meow meow meow meow meow!!

I discovered an armrest in my basketball tummy, but Tessa keeps kicking me. It’s my belly TOO, Tessa.

Its insane to think, not too long ago was a barbaric age before Google maps where you could not find the nearest Starbucks from your car…

I keep looking at photos of myself from a couple years ago and thinking “Man, you’ve really let yourself go.” Then I remember I’m pregnant.

I always knew I’d be a MILF someday. Now my new goal is to someday be a grandMILF!

I’m being disgustingly domestic, making Star Wars diaper covers in my pajamas whilst reading “The Power of a Praying Wife”.

Women who think being pregnant is “fun”, who hurt you?

Pro-choicers – “It’s just a blob of tissue.” *looks at ultrasound of Tessa* Same pro-choicers – “OMG, she looks just like you!”

My idea of hanging out is forcing my friends to watch funny YouTube videos all day…

I just told my cat to stop being a pussy, and then laughed at my inadvertent funny.

It’s going to be very hard to leave the people we love and start all over again…

If everything were easy, life would be boring.

I can tell you right now, my husband is going to want to cosplay grown up Hiccup from How To Train Your Dragon 2…

This baby keeps bruising me in ONE SPOT on my belly. I wish I knew what she was doing. And I wish my husband were here so I could blame him.

I just really want to be able to scream “YOU DID THIS TO ME!!” to my husband. That’s really the extent of my knowledge of how babies happen.

The problem with cuddling in bed now is that my iPhone doesn’t cuddle back.

I want to make out with Jonthan’s face.

It’s not fun not getting the sex.

Ugh, I am so desperately in love with my husband, it’s so annoying!

Sigh. Another douchebag telling me I’m waging a War on Women as he advocates killing my daughter in the womb.

I have an uncontrollable urge to buy Jonathan some new pants. It’s my favorite package, I should make sure it’s suitably wrapped.

Having a baby hurts, I’m told.

My friends know me too well – “She’s bored without her husband. So it’s either debating politics or taking pictures of her cats.” TOO TRUE!

I need a tremendous amount of love, attention and compassion right now.

These past weeks have been a self-imposed self-nurturing time: reading, watching anime, doing whatever I really really want to do.

Cell phone, I don’t know why you keep capitalizing COSPLAY, but I like the way you party.

Got to talk to Jonathan… He was awesome and earned a surprise phone call home! *happy dance*

I get inappropriately excited over what I perceive to be sexual innuendos in descriptions of coffee.

People who type out “should of” instead of “should have”. Ugh.

Okay, I give up. I can’t stop calling my daughter kitty. I now dub it your new nickname, unborn child of mine.

I just bitched someone out in a McDonalds drive through line, if you’re wondering how classy pregnancy is keeping me.

I just want to give birth with my pants on. That’s my birth plan.

My husband is officially a sailor!

On the way to see my handsome husband. He graduates THIS FRIDAY! *nose bleed* *faints*

Jonathan Performing in the Navy Drum Line PIR 7/19/13

19 Jul


OMG OMG OMG! I spent most of my morning hysterically giggle-crying over my computer, like some prepubescent teen watching a Bieber concert.

My husband, whom I haven’t seen in 7 weeks, performed live playing the bass drum at the Navy Boot Camp graduation with the Navy Drum Line Performance Division in Great Lakes, Illinois and I got to watch the live streaming video (and grab some screen shots). I hardly recognized him at first! He looks so different! The Navy balded my husband!

And those dorky chic glasses? LOL! I am so madly and desperately in love with this man. I am feeling so blessed to have been able to watch him perform. I am walking on air. AND! I get to see him play again next Friday! And in two weeks? He’ll be the one graduating and I’ll be making a spectacle of myself sobbing into his arms. We’re almost there!!!




15 Things To Keep You Sane While Your Husband is Away in Boot Camp

28 Jun


Well, I am quickly approaching the one month mark of my husband being away for Navy Boot Camp in Great Lakes, Illinois. Since he’s left, in the past four weeks I have received one four minute phone call, and zero written letters. It’s been a complete blackout.

It appears other divisions with his graduation date are receiving regular letters and calls – and have been from week one! It’s a little hard to not be bitter when I hear, “Got a third phone call today!” Or, “Seven more letters came in the mail today!” I’m not sure what the hold up is with Jonathan’s division – though I’m sure being a performance and push division has something to do with it – but at the moment I’m not feeling like the average wife with a husband in Boot Camp. It’s like the universe is conspiring against me and my sanity. Not hearing from my sailor recruit like other families are hearing from theirs, I KNOW I am having a harder time with the distance and the silence. As a result I’ve found that these following tips have done wonders to keep me healthy, happy and distracted this past month – and will continue to help keep my sanity intact for the remaining five weeks of separation.

Like I said, I’m new to all this. So the following tips are less personal sage advice and more a result of good recommendations from military family and friends, personal observations, plus some plain ol’ common sense.


This is the main key here, the North Star if you will, the primary foundation upon which all the other points rest. It’s just a simple fact that sitting around feeling sorry for yourself will not help the time go faster, in fact it will actually make the time go slower. If you’re busy, there will be some days where you’ll be surprised at how fast the time flies! Get yourself a calendar and start writing down things that you can do to keep yourself busy each day, along with a checklist of things you’d like to do to keep busy in the future. The only thing is: Don’t overbook yourself in the name of keeping busy! That’s what I did the first week Jonathan left. My back to back social whirlwind the first week was a little overwhelming and not only did I exhaust and stress myself, but I actually made myself sick. So keep busy, but don’t overdo it.


This will not only make the separation easier on both of you, but it’s actually quite therapeutic! Tell him all about your day. The good, the bad, the beautiful and the ugly. Send song lyrics. Send pictures. Nothing is too trivial. Having been text-aholics prior to Jonathan leaving, we were in the habit of sharing little thoughts and jokes and funny tidbits to one another throughout the day. So I’ve found that it’s easier to open a notepad in my phone and keep a running note of things I’d like to share with Jonathan throughout my day. That way, when I sit down to write the actual letter, I have everything from the important, “The dog ate our couch” to the trivial, “Your cat threw up on the comforter again. You owe me Starbucks.”


DO NOT NEGLECT YOUR FRIENDS WHEN YOU ARE ALONE AND HUBBY IS AWAY. Get out and invest in your friends. No one is or should be an island. You will need a shoulder to cry on from time to time, trust me! Besides, time flies when you are having fun with friends, and you need – now more than ever – the social interaction and emotional support of those who care for you. I, personally, could use another crafting date soon, nothing speeds up time faster than watching your friends scald themselves with hot glue. Oh oh oh! Or High School Musical marathon! Yes! Another High School Musical Marathon!


Go bowling. Start a walking routine. Learn to write in ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics. Whatever you do, do something you’ve never done before. Nothing requires more focus, attention, or energy than trying to master a new skill. Not only will you be widening your range of interests, but it will help the time fly! (And give you plenty of new things to talk about with your sweetie when he gets home!)


Everyone has one and you’re lying if you say you don’t. You know what I’m talking about. It’s “the board” on Pinterest, the one covered in the do it yourself tutorials for random household goods and crafts that you don’t need but desperately want to try your hand at. Well, now’s the time. Go ahead and bake those Oscar the Grouch cookies. Make that melted crayon canvas art. If it looks like a train wreck, you can always blame it on your husband being gone. “Being sad makes my art look like poop!”


There is something encouraging about giving yourself pile of books that you desperately long to read, and realizing, “There’s no way I could read all of those before he graduates.” I am a bookworm, and my “must read” list is sinfully huge, so it’s simultaneously encouraging and depressing looking at how many notches I can put in my book list before seeing my honey again. Any nerd can tell you, gauging time by book pages is a rewarding experience. Read whatever helps you pass time time. Read fantasy and non-fiction. Read self-help and informational books. Read manga and history books. Devour it all. ALL DA BOOKS!!!


Now is the time to rewatch your favorite TV / movie / game series. Or better yet, introduce a friend to your favorite series! Know anyone that needs to be hooked (then subsequently emotionally crushed) with some Firefly? (Don’t tell them it was prematurely cancelled and then revel in the sweet tears of their gut-wrenching sorrow.) You could also organize a mini party to watch your favorite movie series… I made my friends watch the High School Musical movies with me. (Not sure how that one devolved into a drinking party.) Or, just make a living room fort and settle in to watch the new series you have been meaning to watch. (FINE Dr. Who bullies, I’ll watch your stupid show now!)


Here is one point where almost every Navy wife out there has disagreed with me. The primary fear is that “the news is too depressing”. But I am firm believer that ignorance is not bliss, it’s just ignorance. And that “the only thing necessary for the triumph of evil, is for good men to do nothing”. It’s so important to be an educated voter and to know why you believe the things you believe. Every social injustice on the planet has been carried out under the noses of a complacent public. Do not become one of the mindless and ignorant sheeples that helps cock up the country that your husband is swearing his life to defend and protect. Know whats going on in the world. Get involved. Do your part to defend and uphold the freedoms your husband is fighting for.


Search Facebook, your local newspaper, or just ask around your friends to see what’s going on in your community. Get involved in local parenting groups, special interest meet up groups, cosplay and geek convention groups, and generally keep an eye on local events. Aside from friendship and hobby networking, consider getting involved in political groups and social activism. Take the time to volunteer for causes you care for. Homeless shelters, animal rescues, pregnancy resource centers and community clean up events are always happy to have extra helping hands. It’s personally edifying, and you are making a difference in your community to boot!


Life is a journey to better yourself and your family, and that doesn’t halt when hubby is away. What skills and tasks do you find vital to running a happy home? Look at areas that need improvement or ways that you can improve in the daily chores of your household. Focus on time management. Or cleaning tips. Or give yourself a financial overhaul. I find it’s helped me when I set up a routine and checklist of things I’d like to improve or accomplish before Jonathan comes home. That way while he’s off bettering himself to better our family, I know that I’m doing my part to do the same.


Do this. At least once a week. Take a candlelight bubble bath. Indulge in some aromatherapy. Try out a new hair cut or color. Give yourself a manicure. Do something special to spoil yourself and destress. You deserve it!


Make a point of expanding your horizons. Go to museums. Attend art walks. Try new foods, exotic cuisines and listen to new or unfamiliar music. Whenever I get restless, I just start planning my next vacation and learn about the local cultures and heritage of the region. There is so much to learn, and experience, and see and do in this great wide world, and once you peek at the myriad things you’d like to do on your bucket list, it’s hard to want to stay sitting on the couch feeling sorry for yourself.


Now is the time to start a new Bible study or commit to a new devotional. Those theological aspects of Bible study that you keep brushing off because they are too labor intensive? Now is the time to pursue them! Do a study on the aspects of the Trinity. Spend a day reading about the use of anthropomorphisms in the Bible. Relearn the history and historical implications of the discovery of the Dead Sea Scrolls. Take a course in apologetics. Invest time in prayer and dive into a deeper relationship with your Savior. Get plugged into a church body. Whatever you do, keep Christ centered in your life! His promises never fail, and with Him, you are never alone.


There are so many references and websites out there for family members of Navy sailors. A couple of resources that I definitely recommend is the official U.S. Navy Recruit Training Command Facebook page. In addition to posting photos of sailor recruits in boot camp, and airing live graduation ceremonies on Fridays, they will hook you up with your sailors PIR group Facebook page, where you can connect with all the other families that will be at your sailors graduation. From there you can join your sailor recruits individual ship and division group, so you can connect with the moms and wives of sailors who are working alongside your husband. It’s great for morale, camaraderie, networking, and keeps you abreast of any news regarding your honey.


Post photos, personal thoughts, chronicle your new journey into being a military wife, etc. etc. This blog has been a life saver for me. I started it one month prior to Jonathan shipping out to Great Lakes, and it gives me something to do, gives me something to focus on, and is already a joy to look back on. It’s also connected me to so many other Navy wives and families, fellow geeks and cosplayers and crafters, and tons of photography buffs. If you don’t already have a blog, start one, even if it’s set to private. It’s been one of the best investments of my time since my hubby left.

Hope these tips help you as they’ve helped me! If I’ve forgotten anything that you’ve found essential during separations, let me know!

Happy 28th Birthday to my Husband Jonathan!

25 Jun


My handsome hubby is spending his 28th birthday today in Great Lakes, Illinois as a Sailor Recruit in Boot Camp for the United States Navy. And I am so very proud of him! That little monster in the photo above was Jonathan’s 27th birthday gift! It’s amazing how much things have changed in just one measly little year.

Jonathan left for Boot Camp on June 4th, and today marks three weeks exactly that he’s been gone. He is in a Performance Division, which means that in addition to all of the regular duties and skills he is expected to learn in Boot Camp, he is also expected to learn performance routines for his (and others) graduations. I’m not sure what exactly Jonathan’s role IS in the Performance Division, but I know that it’s not choir, it’s not band, and it’s not flags. I’m thinking maybe rifle drill team? This whole not knowing thing is driving me batty.

I’ve also come to learn that Jonathan is in a “push division” which means (apparently) that his group was on hold for a week while they waited for the division to fill up. And once it was full, instead of having them graduate a week later, they decided to push the group through to it’s original graduation date. As a result, on top of Performance Division routines they need to have memorized, they have to cram all 8 ½ weeks of boot camp into a 7 week period to graduate by August 2, 2013. So I think I can safely assume that my husband has been a very, very busy man these past three weeks.

BUT! I get to see my husband graduate in just 5 weeks, 3 days!

I haven’t received any letters from Jonathan yet. But I did received one phone call the day before yesterday. Which was sheer agony, let me tell you. Jonathan called and when I went to answer… my phone broke. The microphone quit working. I could hear him, he couldn’t hear me. It was torture. I was at our friends, the Morrows, for their 15th year wedding anniversary, so I texted Jonathan’s mom, giving her the Morrows landline. Instead of calling his mom right away he kept trying to call me for 18 minutes! I was restarting my phone, banging it against every imaginable surface I could find, and screaming into the dead mouthpiece, “CALL YOUR MOM!!!!” When he finally called his mom, got the number, and called me, we had all of 4 minutes to talk before he had to go. It was gut wrenching. But hearing his voice was heavenly.

He says Boot Camp is hard, but fun. He’s thrilled to be in the Performance Division. He says his job is “really cool”. (How’s that for descriptive? Heh.) And he sounded great. He sounded like himself. He was laughing at me crying over the broken phone. Hearing him so composed, so lighthearted, so HIM made my week. I am so proud of my sailor boy!

While it sucks being away from Jonathan for his birthday (and Fathers Day… and Independence Day…) I am so very proud of him and where he is right now. And I can’t wait to give him big hugs, and kisses, and loves when I see him again. It’s amazing how much things change in just one year. Last year we had a newborn puppy. This year we have a full grown moose of a dog. For his birthday next year Jonathan will have an 8 month old daughter. ZOMG. Isn’t life crazy?! When I reflect on the past few years and how impossibly FAST they have been moving, it makes 5 little weeks till his graduation seem like a cinch. We got this!

Happy Birthday Jonathan FreeCougar.



Missing My Husband and a New Hair Color

20 Jun


I am happy to report that with Jonathan gone, I am not bawling like a baby all the time, as predicted. I’m positive, I’m strong, I’m happy, I’m excited, I’m missing him so hard I ache, but I am being a frickin’ warrior woman – well, judging from the responses and comments I’ve been getting from other wives and mothers of sailors in the Navy.

Don’t get me wrong, I miss my husband so much. It’s the hardest at night, and I start to feel depression creeping up. But I’ve confronted those negative feelings with positive thoughts and prayer and it works EVERY TIME. I still miss him, but it’s a strong, ferocious, love-enhancing missing that – while still painful – feels like the emotional version of the kind of pain you get when working out a muscle. It’s a strengthening pain.

God is using this time apart to strengthen and shape and mold both of us, in many ways, I’m sure. (I wish my changes also included a sexy muscley sailor body like his is undoubtedly turning into. *pout*) But back to my main point. When I think of our future, and what all of this separation is ultimately for, I feel a sense of comfort and peace and I just can’t bring myself to break down into tears. I get misty eyed at times, but I usually find myself getting excited and thanking God with huge smiles for the blessings He’s given us. I am so happy to have my husband, and Tessa, and our cats, and even our tarded couch-eating dog.

But apparently this isn’t normal? I’ve had a couple Navy wives actually ask, “You guys aren’t really close then, are you?”, and “You guys must not have been together very long if you’re coping so well. How long have you known each other?” Like, the quality of our relationship is getting called into question because I’m not blubbering like a baby when I see his sexy face pop up on my screen saver slideshow. (Contrarily, his sexy face in photos usually prompts me to do.. ahem… other things.)

Regardless, it IS nice to know that if the Navy takes my husband away from me in deployments in the future, that I won’t go insane with sorrow or catch the house on fire in my grief and distraction. (Disclaimer: I may still catch the house on fire. I still have six weeks before I see him again, after all.)

All that said…. I miss my husband.

In other news, after I photographed the Ferreira family photos at Mooney Grove Park in Visalia yesterday, we drove over to Becky’s hair salon in Tulare where we dyed my hair red! (Calm down, it was pregnancy safe.) I have been meaning to dye my hair red for ages now. When I was a teenager it was red most of the time. When I first met and started dating Jonathan it was red. Then, (I think for the Princess Bride cosplay photoshoot) I bleached my hair to death. Like, horrible, hair falling out, disintegrating strands of hair to death. After that I was too terrified to touch it with color again for a long while.

But Jonathan has been asking me to change it back to red for awhile now, since it’s his favorite color on me (and my favorite color on me, too), so I figured for his Navy Boot Camp graduation, I’d have it changed back as a surprise. It’s not fair that when I see him again he’ll be transformed into a muscle-y sailor man in tight pants. I need to have a sexy hair do in addition to a huge third trimester baby belly to surprise him with.

I love the way the color turned out. Becky is amazing, and did a fantastic job, as always! What do you think of the color? Pretty, no? ^_^

Cutting Jonathan’s Hair Before Boot Camp

3 Jun


So this is what happened yesterday. Yes, I know that they will be buzzing Jonathan’s hair even shorter once he’s in boot camp – which I have a huge problem with btw.

But as to why we cut it ourselves a day early: 1) I wanted to keep his ponytail as a keepsake; and 2) I intend to be the one to primarily cut his hair over the next four years that he’s in the Navy, so we figured now would be a good time for me to practice on his hair. No matter how badly I do, it’ll be buzzed soon anyway.

I was encouraging Jonathan to cut his pony tail with his samurai sword, and we were pretty close to pulling it off the shelf to indulge in some basement-dwelling level nerdity – but on further thought, he was concerned that it would ruin the ponytail if it sliced diagonally, and I was concerned that he might inadvertently decapitate himself. Since neither one of those possibilities appealed to us, we went with scissors instead.





I should clarify that I have never used a hair buzzer before. So when it came time to shape the back of his neck with the buzzers I, uh, held it upside down and cut a bald patch on the upper middle part of Jonathan’s head. Whoops. So other than the bald spot, I think I did a fairly good job having absolutely no idea what I’m doing and using a pair of dull crafting scissors. And I mean, I had no idea what I was doing. I didn’t even YouTube search a tutorial or anything. Being so blissfully unprepared whilst trying out a new skill is unlike me, but I was dreading cutting his hair so much I was in denial. By the time he shoved the scissors and buzzer at me, I just went for it, haha.

Of course we mangled his hair up into funny punk styles before finally cutting it down to the less-than-2-inches Navy regulation(ish) cut. But once we were all done, I think it came out great and I can’t believe how impossibly handsome my husband is regardless of hair cut. He has one of those timeless looks that allows him to wear any style and look dashing while doing it. Although I will say he has much more of a baby face and looks like a high school student with short hair. (I’m a cougar, RAWR!!)

Anyway, we’re on our way to San Jose right now where I’ll be watching Jonathan get sworn in and then take off for Navy Boot Camp. I can’t believe it’s finally here.