(never a) Wordless Wednesday: SSgt Daddy

(Does anybody remember this post from wayyy back in May of 2009, in which I mention Christopher testing to make Staff Sergeant? Or maybe this post, from last August, a whole year ago, in which he actually made it?)



(Well, today was the big day. He actually got to put on his new stripes, and he now proudly wears his hard earned new rank of SSgt.)

(And if you couldn't tell, by Eleanore's fit of shy laughter, we're all so very proud of him.)



(We weren't able to go to his promotion ceremony, so these are the only pictures I have. And it turns out there wasn't a photographer of any sort at the ceremony either, so, these are the only pictures that exist.)

(And just for fun. How do you think he got to the ceremony?)

(...he rode his motorcycle, haha.)

(While wearing his dress uniform.)

(In the rain.)



("But whats that paper for, Daddy?")



("Its my proof.")



("Oh Daddy, you're so funny! Tee hee, tee hee.")

(And just as I was in the middle of pressing my finger down on the trigger, clicking photo after photo-)



(I fell down, *smack*, straight onto my ass.)

(I quickly looked around to make sure none of the neighbors saw, because- have you ever seen an 8 month pregnant whale fall on her big floopy be-hind? Its not funny.)

(But it is.)

(But it isn't.)

(Christopher was a gentlemen, and stretched his arm out to help me up.)

(And now lets change the subject, shall we?)

(While we were out there, we made a friend...)



(I had to sneak up on him from behind, for fear of him hopping directly onto my face.)



(Isn't he gorgeous? In a totally weird I-hate-bugs-but-I-know-this-one-won't-hurt-me, sort of way?)



(Alright, new grasshopper friend, its starting to rain, and I just fell down in front of everyone on my street, who I know were all probably just standing around peeking out of their front windows, trying to catch a glimpse of my insanely sexy husband in his snazzy dress uniform, while I was trying to balance my enormous giant sea creature sized body in a squat position, but instead took an ass dive into the pavement. We'll leave you alone now. I'm sure you've got fun grasshopper things to do anyways...)

(Congratulations, Christopher!! I hope you like the celebration carrot cake that I baked for you)

(And um, honey? ...be ready to take me to the ER in the middle of the night if that fall did indeed break one of my internal organs. Dangit.)