First Drill...

Well, my wife had her first drill today. From the debriefing I received a majority of the day was mainly filled with in-processing with interruptions from new recruits getting everyone else in trouble for falling asleep during briefings.

She said the day was filled with push-ups and flutter kicks, but all in all a decent day, I think so might be a little wore out though.

On my side of things at the house though it was a different story. The morning started out nice and early, since I wanted to see my wife off to her first day pulling drill. We woke up bright and early this morning at 0400 to get our days going. After the girls finally woke up, I cooked them a nice hardy breakfast of scrambled eggs, biscuits and bacon.

After breakfast, I figured I would sit the girls down and have a talk with them. I discussed what mommy was doing an how important it was and that they should be extremely proud of what she is doing...which they were. We decided to give wife/mommy a surprise once she got home, so we decided to clean the living room up and clean their bedrooms up nice and clean. While the girls were working on their bedrooms, I decided to tackle the kitchen and also get stuff ready to make chex mix with the girls in the afternoon.

Now, it was a pretty relaxed day, but I on the other hand was a nervous wreck. Nervous because I wanted my wife to do well and not get discouraged by anything that might happen on her first day, I know how the military can be at times. Plus, I just wanted my wife to do good. Well, I figured that the cell phones would have to be put up while they were training (we didn't have to worry about that in 1995 when I was in), but I figured I would at least get a text or quick call during chow time, but received none. So needless to say, I was extremely happy to receive a phone call finally after she finished the day.

Once she made it home, the girls surprised mommy with cards that they had made saying how proud they were of her and saying that she did a good job. All in all, it was a good day, with the only anxiety coming on my part. LOL. Oh well, guess I better get used to her not being able to call much over the 6 month period she will be in BMT and Tech School.

We will survive though, like al military families do and in military fashion...we will just roll with the punches.