Business as usual.
Sean is gone, so I am back. That is just the way this blog works.
So many exciting things have been going on in our lives, I suppose it is time for an update.
I would like to start with some of my finest parenting, then end on a high note (our trip to Pensacola Beach).
Friday afternoon, after school, we decided we would go to the movies. Autumn LOVES the movies and what she really wanted to see was Smurfs 2. It was not meant to be. The movie theater did not have Smurfs 2, so I offered her a choice of Despicable Me 2 (which we have already seen) or Planes. She picked DM2. The guy rings us up and says $32 and some change. Say what? Do you have a military discount? NO. UHM, no thank you! At this point, Autumn starts to cry and Millie follows suit. I know that man was thinking I would totally cave and spend $32 to appease my crying children, but I suppose he hasn't ever met the likes of Cherish Jordan. Autumn asks him, "why are you being so mean? We just want a cheap movie!"
We walk out.
Before we hit the pavement to the parking lot, Millie has already stopped crying. Autumn, on the other hand, is in DEFCON 1 (Nuclear war is imminent (educate yourself!! ha)). I step off the curb to the parking lot and Autumn starts screaming from the top of her lungs. I evaluate the parking lot. There are a few people around, no cars are moving. I keep walking. Autumn is now stomping her foot on the ground AND screaming from the top of her lungs. At this point, I could not even really tell you what she was saying, but it was not pretty. I walk back towards her with Millie on one hand and our mountain of crap in the other. I get right in Autumn's face and tell her that I am going to beat her ass. Not my proudest moment. I began to walk away, again surveying the parking lot for people and cars. Autumn comes running up behind me, takes a swing and hits me. I completely ignore it. We get to the car, snot shooting out of her face, screaming and what not all the while Millie is all, "what is wrong with Autumn?" Which only further infuriates Autumn. I am getting Millie buckled into the car and telling Autumn to get in the car.
Of course she is saying no. The temper tantrum continues. Get in the car. NO!
You had better run!
She was quite obedient. She did not miss a beat or maybe there was a slight moment where she took a breath, her last one possibly?
Now I am thinking about what a genius I am for telling her to run. I must have said it in that I am about to commit murder tone because she is running through the parking lot, screaming and crying. I catch her. I pick her up. I tote her back to the car with one arm. I open the passenger side door. Flip Autumn over my knee and proceed to follow through with my earlier threat. I place her in the car and buckle her in.
Obviously at this point I am thinking this is being recorded and as long as they show the part where she was a stark, raving lunatic, I don't really care if they show me spanking the tar out of her. She deserved it. She needed it.
Guess what? She experienced an attitude adjustment.
We leave the movie theater. Once Autumn has had a chance to calm down, I calmly explain to her that the movie cost too much. We can purchase the blue ray/dvd of that movie for cheaper than what they were going to charge me. I promise her that we will go to another movie at another time. We hug it out. Autumn tells me that she had had a bad day. I told her that I really was sorry the movie plans did not work out.
Things I learned from this experience:
1. Do not tell your child to run from you when you are in a parking lot.
2. Plan ahead. Find out the movie prices prior to leaving the house. I guess this theater charges full price on Friday, even at 3 pm.
3. Follow through. If your child needs to be adjusted, do it!
Aside from movie shenanigans, we had a very lovely trip (mostly) to Pensacola Beach. Please enjoy these pictures.
Sunset.
Sisters.
Beautiful Millie.
Silly Autumn.
I find it odd that plant life grows in the sand.
Was trying to catch the sunset behind...
Do you see our wishing star?
Finding all things creepy and crawly in the dark.
Today was interesting. After waking up at the butt crack of dawn and getting my car dropped off to Sears for service and Sean dropped off to the unit for travel, we came home. Someone flipped a dome light on in the back of the Jeep. 5 hours later, the Jeep will not start. I had a pretty good feeling it was the battery. I hook it up to the charger and wait ten minutes or so, but the Jeep still will not start. I need to leave to go and get my car. Your mom pulls up to the house because she is riding with me to drive my car back home from Sears. She offers to drive her car, just have me move the car seats from the Jeep to her car, then her car to my car. Uhm what? No way. I tell her I am going to just jump the Jeep.
She calls your dad. He is apparently worried I am going to screw up his car.
You are worried I am going to screw up the Jeep or myself.
GOOD GRIEF!!!!!!! It isn't that hard!!!!!! I have actually done this before.
I cleaned up the terminal as best I could, but it will need more work when you get home. Your mom's car battery sucked. The jumper cable did not sit on the terminal very well. It actually kept popping off. After readjusting it several times and telling your mom to stay out of my way, I get the Jeep started.
See, I told you I could do it. It has not given me any other problems today and I drove it around town.
In short, it has been a long week. I'm ready for bed.
Or at least to put to my toes in the sand.
I love you and miss you.
Your favorite wife and current airman,
Cherish Hope
So many exciting things have been going on in our lives, I suppose it is time for an update.
I would like to start with some of my finest parenting, then end on a high note (our trip to Pensacola Beach).
Friday afternoon, after school, we decided we would go to the movies. Autumn LOVES the movies and what she really wanted to see was Smurfs 2. It was not meant to be. The movie theater did not have Smurfs 2, so I offered her a choice of Despicable Me 2 (which we have already seen) or Planes. She picked DM2. The guy rings us up and says $32 and some change. Say what? Do you have a military discount? NO. UHM, no thank you! At this point, Autumn starts to cry and Millie follows suit. I know that man was thinking I would totally cave and spend $32 to appease my crying children, but I suppose he hasn't ever met the likes of Cherish Jordan. Autumn asks him, "why are you being so mean? We just want a cheap movie!"
We walk out.
Before we hit the pavement to the parking lot, Millie has already stopped crying. Autumn, on the other hand, is in DEFCON 1 (Nuclear war is imminent (educate yourself!! ha)). I step off the curb to the parking lot and Autumn starts screaming from the top of her lungs. I evaluate the parking lot. There are a few people around, no cars are moving. I keep walking. Autumn is now stomping her foot on the ground AND screaming from the top of her lungs. At this point, I could not even really tell you what she was saying, but it was not pretty. I walk back towards her with Millie on one hand and our mountain of crap in the other. I get right in Autumn's face and tell her that I am going to beat her ass. Not my proudest moment. I began to walk away, again surveying the parking lot for people and cars. Autumn comes running up behind me, takes a swing and hits me. I completely ignore it. We get to the car, snot shooting out of her face, screaming and what not all the while Millie is all, "what is wrong with Autumn?" Which only further infuriates Autumn. I am getting Millie buckled into the car and telling Autumn to get in the car.
Of course she is saying no. The temper tantrum continues. Get in the car. NO!
You had better run!
She was quite obedient. She did not miss a beat or maybe there was a slight moment where she took a breath, her last one possibly?
Now I am thinking about what a genius I am for telling her to run. I must have said it in that I am about to commit murder tone because she is running through the parking lot, screaming and crying. I catch her. I pick her up. I tote her back to the car with one arm. I open the passenger side door. Flip Autumn over my knee and proceed to follow through with my earlier threat. I place her in the car and buckle her in.
Obviously at this point I am thinking this is being recorded and as long as they show the part where she was a stark, raving lunatic, I don't really care if they show me spanking the tar out of her. She deserved it. She needed it.
Guess what? She experienced an attitude adjustment.
We leave the movie theater. Once Autumn has had a chance to calm down, I calmly explain to her that the movie cost too much. We can purchase the blue ray/dvd of that movie for cheaper than what they were going to charge me. I promise her that we will go to another movie at another time. We hug it out. Autumn tells me that she had had a bad day. I told her that I really was sorry the movie plans did not work out.
Things I learned from this experience:
1. Do not tell your child to run from you when you are in a parking lot.
2. Plan ahead. Find out the movie prices prior to leaving the house. I guess this theater charges full price on Friday, even at 3 pm.
3. Follow through. If your child needs to be adjusted, do it!
Aside from movie shenanigans, we had a very lovely trip (mostly) to Pensacola Beach. Please enjoy these pictures.
Sunset.
Sisters.
Beautiful Millie.
Silly Autumn.
I find it odd that plant life grows in the sand.
Was trying to catch the sunset behind...
Do you see our wishing star?
Finding all things creepy and crawly in the dark.
Today was interesting. After waking up at the butt crack of dawn and getting my car dropped off to Sears for service and Sean dropped off to the unit for travel, we came home. Someone flipped a dome light on in the back of the Jeep. 5 hours later, the Jeep will not start. I had a pretty good feeling it was the battery. I hook it up to the charger and wait ten minutes or so, but the Jeep still will not start. I need to leave to go and get my car. Your mom pulls up to the house because she is riding with me to drive my car back home from Sears. She offers to drive her car, just have me move the car seats from the Jeep to her car, then her car to my car. Uhm what? No way. I tell her I am going to just jump the Jeep.
She calls your dad. He is apparently worried I am going to screw up his car.
You are worried I am going to screw up the Jeep or myself.
GOOD GRIEF!!!!!!! It isn't that hard!!!!!! I have actually done this before.
I cleaned up the terminal as best I could, but it will need more work when you get home. Your mom's car battery sucked. The jumper cable did not sit on the terminal very well. It actually kept popping off. After readjusting it several times and telling your mom to stay out of my way, I get the Jeep started.
See, I told you I could do it. It has not given me any other problems today and I drove it around town.
In short, it has been a long week. I'm ready for bed.
Or at least to put to my toes in the sand.
I love you and miss you.
Your favorite wife and current airman,
Cherish Hope
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