I Will Survive...

That is the song Prince Charming is singing as he tackles survival school across the country for the next few weeks, and the song that I'm still singing at night as I become increasingly familiar with passing the wee hours of the morning with our (precious) screaming/eating/eliminating baby. True, I'm spending these weeks in Florida with EE's Grammy and Granddad, who are an invaluable help throughout the day and even during those trying nights. So I really don't have anything to complain about, with all the cooking and cleaning being done for me and having built-in babysitters so that I can shower every night! If EE and I had stayed in the great state of Texas by ourselves, I would probably be starving half to death and approaching a full week without bathing. How single parents survive, I do not know!!!!!!!!

I wanted to announce here that we have orders: we are moving to Shreveport, Louisiana at the end of the summer, about a week after PC and I are reunited. We're excited about it, since we've already been in Texas for a year and are ready to move on and see what the next place has for us. Given his choice of the B-52 for his aircraft, we have only two options: Shreveport or Minot, North Dakota! We find out a few weeks after arriving in Shreveport whether we'll be staying there for a handful of years or getting shipped off unceremoniously to the tundra of North Dakota. Okay, it's not tundra (is it?), but it may as well be for this Florida family!

Since I must blog from my mom's computer for the next month or so, if at all, you may not hear from me much this summer. :) So here's EE enjoying his first vacation, missing his Daddy but very proud that he took his first airplane ride, and very successfully, I might add, at just 4 weeks old. Check back for a picture of his first Disney visit - Mom and I documented it quite extensively for all posterity!