Winging

6 days ago my husband received his wings of gold and became a Naval Aviator.  It was a chaotic and crazy day, but it was worth it. Hannah did not behave through most of the day's activities. Luckily the CO was very pro-family and didn't mind if kids ran around during the ceremony. He actually told me to let her do it since he didn't expect a 3 year old to sit still. She didn't sit still, but at least she was quiet. She decided to crawl under the chairs. Meeghan though stole the show. She would cry every time I stopped holding her. I was supposed to be the one to pin on the wings. I decided to take her with me so she would stay quiet. My husband held her while I attempted to pin on the wings. She dropped her toy and gave the CO quite a look when he handed the toy back to her. I guess everyone thought it was pretty cute.  I do give my kids credit for behaving as well as they did. The ceremony started at 3 which is right in the middle of nap time. They were tired, but they pulled through.

Trying to pin the wings. Meeghan dropping her toy.

The wings! Did you know they go 1/4 of an inch above the ribbons? I tried my hardest to get it right.

The family with the bay behind us

As for me, I was exhausted and cranky.  And terrified. I had no idea just how scary it can be to have a room full of people watching you pin a set of wings onto a uniform. I also didn't know just how thick the uniform is. I was struggling to get the darn thing on. I was shaking pretty bad which did not help. I hate having people stare at me while I do something like that. It's over though. He has his wings. He finally has his orders. Packers will be here in 6 days, and we leave Texas in 8 days. We are in moving mode. We are organizing, cleaning, throwing stuff out, and making unusual meals from whatever we can find in the freezer and fridge.