So there was a competition for March's drill and Army ROTC. Betcha can't guess what kind of competition it was?! Did I mention how much I hate facial hair?? The worst part is military regulations don't allow the mustache to pass the corners of the lips. So it really just looks like a bad 80's cop mustache. Luckily, Magnum PI didn't last long. Dave came home that night and shaved. Thank goodness! He did point out that everytime he tried to kiss me, I would pull away. To that I replied, "Duh!!"
Dave's note: I won that competition and earned the privilage of being called "Rambo" the rest of the evening!
Dave's youngest brother, Sam, was able to come and visit us one last time before being deployed. We had a big going away party and enjoyed spending so much time with him. Livie couldn't get enough attention from him. She got a large sticker book and loved placing stickers on people's backs (especially Sam's). Some people even had stickers probably where they didn't want them! That's my silly girl! We are so proud of Sam and his willingness to serve this wonderful country and protect us and our rights. We are the land of the free because of our brave countrymen and women. Thanks Sam! We love you and you are in our prayers!
This is a little "reef" for the kids to play on. As you can tell, Livie kept poking her head out wanting me to take pictures. We had to bribe her to get her to leave.