This evening, the three of us - Paul, Kayla and I - went out for a quick dinner and then to Walmart to pick up a few last minute groceries for our upcoming trip.
Oh. I didn't tell you? We are driving to North Carolina.
To stay in a beach condo for a week.
!!!!!!AND TO SEE OUR MARINE!!!!!!
Judging by the amount of giggling Kayla and I did in Walmart tonight, I'd say Paul is in for a real treat on that 16 hour drive from Illinois to North Carolina. See, every now and then, when Kayla and I get the giggles and start talking about nail polish and swim suits and bras, he gets a far away look in his eye and says "man, I miss my son...."
According to my calculations, which are based solely on the quickening of my heart and the goosebumps on my arms when I think about it, we will arrive on base sometime early Friday evening.
And our family of four will be together for about ten days. My girl. My boy. My love. And me. In a condo on the beach.