Naval Aviator

I am so proud of my husband. He received his Wings of Gold and became a Naval Aviator.

We love you honey--we could not ask for a better husband/Daddy/Uncle/brother/brother in law/son in law/son. We support you and pray that the Lord continues to bless your career with the Corps.

OOh rah and Semper Fi.

sweetness

I'm melting!

Hello December

We got our Christmas tree up! We bought a real tree again and it sure is pretty! I can't believe it's our third Christmas together already.

Also, Grace is terrified of yard decorations. Especially those giant blow up ones that sorta bob and weave in the wind. Grace no likey.

Man blowing up his giant snowglobe: "Your dog is so cute! Honey-- come look at this sweet little dog!"

Grace: GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR....(ruffled back hair).... grrrrrrrrr wooof grrrrrrrrrrrr.

Me: Walking faster to avoid the above reaction from Grace the attack russell.

Dogs do the darndest things.

(For those of you waiting on pins and needles to find out how this story ends, no, the giant snowglobe did not come and attack us as Grace anticipated.)