So, Michael went ahead and sped up the tooth extraction process by standing too close to a dancing Max. There was a head collision and a much looser tooth resulted. Last night he woke up and decided to work at it a bit. The result:
Starting the preliminary stages of organization for the trip to the next contract. Nothing big, just getting oil changed, donating unused stuff and so on. Ready for the next adventure. This one promises to be more consistently cold than we have had to deal with before. Should be another interesting adjustment.
I am going to start making more of an effort to record some of the crazy and fun things the kids do, just so we remember. In that vein, the other night Michael was sitting on the toilet just before the shower and invited Max to come 'pull my finger'. He seemed pretty impressed with the results. Stay classy kid.
Sarah is taking the boys to Houston again next week which leaves me alone here with Satchel. We have spent more time apart this contract than at any other time since we were married. Don't like. We work best when we are together. I can think of half a dozen couples right now who routinely spend days and weeks at a time apart from each other and I don't know how they do it. I'll miss them and count down the time until they return. Meanwhile, I'll try to take advantage of the relative calm to get a few things done.
I am considering changing the Adventure Nickel over to its own website instead of using blogger. Don't know if it will make a difference or not. I may try to grow it into something more than just a blog. Time will tell.