SNAFU anyone? 9Jan2012

Well, yesterday was, of course, a very difficult day. We had to say goodbye to Andy. Ugg. In typical military fashion is was organized chaos. We had to drop off Andy's bags, but first we had to find the place. We drove around and found the hanger where the bags went and unloaded. We weren't the only ones searching because when we finished we had to direct a few others as well.

Aaron loaded up:

Lots of bags:

Kara helping daddy:

Labels, labels, labels:

Then we had to move the truck and walk to the next location. The arms room. We were waiting quite a while because the guy with the keys was an HOUR late. Yes, an hour. Then a formation and they went to get their weapons.
Waiting on daddy:

Talking with daddy:

A bag of extra kisses:

After that another formation and then we were allowed time to eat and get to the "wind tunnel". It was not enough time to go get something or eat at the DFAC so we bought chips and cookies and ate that. Incedentally, our "picnic" as Papa called it is posted on the Brigade facebook page.

The windtunnel:

The sweethearts:

Daddy and Aaron:

Daddy/Daughter Dance:

Aaron popping up for a picture:

Kara being silly:

After several, yes, several other formations it was time to say our goodbyes.

We walked Andy to his bag and walked him to formation. The group had to form up and Kara was wailing through the chaplin's entire prayer. Then they walked to the buses, shaking "important" peoples hands while they went. Andy and I got a final kiss and then he was on the bus. :(

We got a post from the Commander saying they were safe and cold in Alaska and then onto their next stop.