Mr. Silly deployed.

Well of course there is so much more to it than that.  Traveling with a newborn and a toddler is pretty much what you’d expect, but we survived.  Found a place to live and unpacked as much as we could before Mr. Silly had to leave.  Today is Day 4 of missing him.  Just me and the kids for the next 6 months.  The first day was really hard.  It always is for me, even without two little ones to look after.  It’s been better since then though.

I feel like I have a lot to say, but it’s like trying to clean a messy house.  I don’t know where to start and I feel like I’m never going to catch up.  So I guess we’ll just go from here.

Tomorrow I try to find Smushy a school.  If I can get a few hours to myself a few days a week, I think I might actually be able to accomplish something around here.  I’ve also started working on getting us some sort of schedule and structure to our day.  So far so good.

I don’t know how much blogging I’ll be doing while Mr. Silly is away.  I tend to withdraw when I’m sad and I’m always sad when he’s gone.  Maybe once I get caught up around here (whenever that is) and have things going on, I’ll blog more.

And for an extra entry, a quick peek into my diaper bag:

Extra clothes for the kids, crayons, trash, gripe water, wallet, sunglasses, pens, keys, ikea map thingy, camera, etc, etc. All very messy because we’re traveling and boring because it is.

Grumpy boot-shining Mr. Silly.