Gage the Nail Technician

Well it was about 10:30 at night. I had just fed the baby and Gage was a little too quiet. I assumed he was down the hall in his room playing with his cars. Nope. Apparently he thought he needed a pedicure.. and decided to give himself one. In Mommy's and Daddy's room. With hot pink and tan nail polish. I couldn't get mad, all I could do was laugh and say "Wow! You did such a great job! Can you paint mine next?" Because really, it was so sweet because he was so proud. It's probably a good thing his Dad wasn't around to be a witness. I got most of it off, but it was late and I was tired so some of it is still there. Yesterday, the neighbor boy said, "Why is his nails pink?" My reply was "Oh because he painted them". "I don't believe you, he did better than you." My son the nail technician.

My Marine.

My Marine is currently deployed. I remember watching him pack as I laid on the couch, the reality of everything not really sinking in. After we said goodbye and gave one last hug and one last kiss for an unknown time to come I watched him walk away, turning to give me that smile that can fix everything. How I drove home remains a mystery because my eyes were filled with tears. But we've made it almost 3 months. Missing him gets easier everyday because it brings me one day closer to see him again. Everytime the phone rings, my heart drops to the floor hoping that it will be him on the other end if only for a minute. Everytime I hear any of our songs, I usually end up in tears, thinking about all the times we would sing out loud off tune, and Gage would yell, "DAD, STOP" and we would laugh so hard. No matter how many pillows I pile on his side of the bed, it doesn't feel the same without him. My Marine is also my husband, my best friend, and the father of my boys, Gage and Jett. He's in our every thought and every prayer. When he comes home he'll be able to read this and know what kind of trouble his boys have been getting into. He'll know how much we've missed him and how excited we are planning his homecoming. We are so proud of him and all that he does. While he and other military men and women like him work long hours with little sleep in crazy places, we their loved ones can sleep safe at night knowing they are not only protecting us but the rest of the world. I love you baby.