Who doesn't believe in Santa Claus?!

Jack and I took the kids to Barnes and Noble this morning to let the kids play with the train table before we took Jack to the airport. Tre was asking for something and Jack told him to ask Santa. Right as he was saying this a little boy walked up (around 5th grade we assume) and let out a huffy laugh and saying, "Huh! Santa!" as if he knew he wasn't real. He was about to say something else, but Jack stopped him by asking if he intended to play with the trains. The boy said no, so Jack asked him to leave and go look for what he needed. I couldn't believe this kid. Did his mother not tell him to not ruin the fun for other kids!? He walked around a bit and then his mom came and he whispered something to her and she told him (loud enough for us to hear) that he should have stood up for himself. I wonder if he told her the truth. I started to worry that she was going to comfront us, but I think Jack was hoping she would! I vow that I will teach my children better than that!

Bye Baby!

I have to post these videos in three posts because it won't let me do more than one video in one post. Anyway, this is Jack leaving to go back to Top Gun!

Jack leaving today

This is Jack taking off today. Tre's been heart broken ever since! I feel nothing but pride, though, when I see him fly this jet. It will never get old!

I wanna see my daddy!

So this is what happened when Jack left. He cried and said (and is still saying as I type), "I wanna see my daddy," over and over again. I was fine because I know we'll see him on Thursday, but this just about broke my heart and choked me up. My poor little guy just doesn't understand!

Sorry that William is on the potty in this one, but he has pooped in the tub twice this week, so if he poots and I ask if him if he needs to go and he says yes, he's on the pot! In order to keep him interested in staying there, we sing. I thought it was too cute not to video! He did go pee once today, so that made me happy.

Tre's "Thanksgiving Experience"

Tre is saying his prayer before his Thanksgiving feast at school We say this prayer at home, so I know he knows the words, but I think he was overwhelmed today. It was precious though!

P.S. I forgot to add yesterday that I have decided to put Tre back in Pull-ups at night. He just won't wake up to go to the bathroom and I found myself changing the sheets daily or every other day. Last night was his first night back in pull-ups and when he woke up, it was empty. Go figure!

So today I thought numerous times that I needed to put that (whatever the kiddos were doing) on my blog, but now that I sit here, I can't think of anything.

1. Jack is coming home Saturday around 6 and leaving at noon on Sunday. Even though I am excited, I am also dreading the aftermath. Tre misses his daddy something terrible and I know it will just be a big tease and he is going to have a major backlash after he leaves. I want him to come, but I know it will be a hard few days afterwards. I went to a MOPS meeting today, where there are lots of military wives, and all of them totally understood. They all said they would just tell their hubbies just to wait until Thanksgiving. While, I am not going to do that because I want to see Jack, it was nice for someone to understand that even though I miss Jack something terrible too, sometimes I wonder if it would just be easier if he didn't come for this less than 24 hour stint! I am sure the weather will be bad on Saturday and he won't end up coming and I'll be sooooo disappointed. I know! I know! I'm hard to please :)

2. I have lost 5 pounds since he left. I've been working out hard and trying to watch what I eat. I am really happy with myself. I usually don't stay this dedicated.

3. Tre is now in a size 12 shoe (William is in a 7). I am not sure what a normal size for a 3 year old, but I think that is big. He is growing so fast :(. He was complaining that his tennis shoes hurt him, but I thought he was lying. His big cousin Grant just got new shoes and I thought he wanted new ones like him. We went to the store and he got measured as an 11.5 (his other shoes were a 10.5). I wanted them a little big so that he can grow into them.

4. William didn't cry yesterday when I dropped him off at school for the very first time. It only too 3 months! Poor guy!

I think that is all for now.