Daddy Days

The chef making me pancakes in galley on the battleship

Help I'm stuck in the gun scope!
Is it a weapon going in the loading chute or a charming little boy?

Can somebody please get me a nap?


Way to go Jake.  We knew you could do it!

Addie found her real family
"Efafant!!!"
Is it real?  Is it going to eat me?
"Mmm dino tongue, a new delicacy I'll add it to my menu.








We had so much fun with Daddy while he was here a couple weeks back.  The USS Alabama, a submarine (forgot the name), the zoo, awesome nature preserves, the Louisiana Art and Science Museum (LASM), fieldtrips with Daddy along, getting Daddy jumped on the trampoline, fishing adventures (including a new pink princess pole for Ellie!), and chilin' out with no work or church obligations to take him away.  We are all missing him terribly and our Daddy/husband banks are empty again.  This open ended, only questions and no answers, way of living is more difficult than I had anticipated.  I honestly thought the house would be sold and we would have been moved by now.  I guess I need not think.  Ugh, just missing Sam and feeling sorry for myself.  

 

"Please sell our house so we can live with Daddy" has become a repetitious prayer around here. I wouldn't say vain yet because we still believe it and we still want it, but definitely repetitious. When Jakey started crying the other night during his prayer talking about how he'd, "had some tough days with missing Daddy and been crying because I miss Daddy. " and then proceeded to plead with Heavenly Father to sell our house, it was more than I could take.  I couldn't hold back the tears and then the kicker, "I promise I'll be grateful when you bring us a buyer Heavenly Father.  I promise I'll be grateful."  

 

On the market 12 weeks and the bridesmaid every time.  Sam gone 11 weeks and no end in sight.  Story after story of homes selling only after incredible price reductions.  We are out of wiggle room, we are already at the point where we will be bringing money to closing.  There is only so much debt a person can accept to get out of a home.  There is only so much debt a person can qualify for anyway ...  Maybe the bank won't notice if they only get a portion of the mortgage note paid off.  There's a thought, if only ...   Yuck, complaining doesn't make it feel any better.  Adding up the birthdays, anniversary, and holidays we've had and will have without him doesn't help either.  Somehow I keep doing it though, somehow I keep digging this pit of self pity and despair.  Yuck!

 

We look forward to a possible visit from Daddy sometime in late June/July if time off is granted and we can find a deal on a plane ticket again.  Until then, we'll look at pictures and hope for a miracle.