When Kara got up Friday, she looked at me and said, "Nana hug?" I told her that Nana went bye bye. So she said, "oh" Then a pause, then, "Papa hug?" I told her Papa went bye bye with Nana and she huffed in answer. She was not pleased that they had left. Later on Friday I told her she wasn't allowed to do something and she gave me a real mad face and screamed, "NANA!" So we know who's really in charge now.
We went school supply shopping for Aaron. He has about twenty items on his list and he's only in the first grade. Yikes. We had to look through the pencils and get the sparkly ones, because the plain yellow just won't do. Kara's favorite supplies were the eraser pencil tops. She was shaking them in the cart the whole time we were shopping. Another thing I didn't realize was that school supplies were so expensive. I finally found the primary journals, which are like composition books, but have more space so they can write bigger. Over two dollars for just one book. Ughh. I am just cheap I guess.
Friday was also a long day because Andy had to get up early and he got home late. This was after flying Thursday night, so the kids were interesting. Aaron wanted to play on the computer, but he had already watched tons of t.v. so I told him no. He responded with, "But I haven't gone on Transformers.com in like, 60 years!" Later he and Kara were wanting the same toy, so Kara got annoyed and threw it. I saw Aaron's arm come up but then it stopped and was wavering. In that time Kara smacked him and got in trouble. I asked Aaron if he hit Kara too, since I saw his arm move and stop. He told me, "No, but I really wanted to. My brain said hit her, but then I said no." He was arguing with himself and that why his arm was wavering. It's not funny that they want to hit each other, but his arm wavering while he is having an internal argument struck me as funny. I had to turn away so he wouldn't see me laughing. When Andy did get home he was really tired with only 3 hours sleep so he sat on the couch. Kara eased him to the floor and said, "no daddy, get off." Then she told him, "I sorry Daddy. I want blanket there."
Saturday we didn't do too much. We went to the commissary and Aaron was being quite hyper. He was bugging me and I told him, Don't. Then I said, Hold on to the basket, to keep him from running around. So he of course said, "don't hold on to the basket. O.k. mama. I won't." Then he gave me the sweetest smile as he was away from the basket. He is too smart for his own good. Kara was playing with her little plates and had them lined up on the stairs with real food on them, like a restaurant. Hm..She also gave Andy an empty plate and when Andy started to eat the plate, Kara got very serious and said, "No, Daddy. Don't eat the plate."
Sunday I got up with Aaron and we made cinnamon bites. Then we heard Kara and Andy were awake so we went upstairs and gave Andy his presents to open. The kids were very excited and really liked playing with the paper. We took Andy to lunch at Logan's and had a very tasty meal. We also went in search of a computer, but still haven't found one we like. I think we will just be using this laptop forever. Oh well. It could be worse. Sunday we also noticed we had no dial tone, so Andy called and they are supposed to come fix it today. We shall see. While we were driving Sunday Aaron was making a lot of noise so Kara told him to, "calm down." What a helper.
Also the housing people, planted trees in our neighborhood. There is a cute little oak tree in front of our house. Aaron wanted to call it Oakley, but Andy wanted to call it Barkley. Aaron misunderstood and kept saying Broccoli. So now we have Oakley Broccoli in our front yard. I think it sounds like it need a roman numeral after the name, but that may be too fancy for an army tree. I do like the trees though. It makes the neighborhood look nice. (of course that could be why our phone is out, from the digging.)
Here's Us walking through the neighborhood, you can see where they started planting the trees up the road.
Oh, I forgot that all day Sunday Aaron was walking around snoring loudly and saying, "Don't I sound like Papa?"




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