Ephraim graduated from Ranger School today. This was momentous for two reasons: (1) it proves how tough he is (I have to brag- only about half of the people who start the course actually graduate) and (2) now he's home with us again! Its a win-win situation. The ceremony was held outside (on what felt like the coldest day of the whole winter so we froze) but it was worth it to see Ephraim get his new Ranger tab.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
Swim Diaper Day
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Our Nation's Capitol...
One of me and Ephraim's favorite Christmas presents was a Max-free day of sightseeing in Washington, D.C. We think its hilarious that we look photo-shopped into a lot of these pictures. Rest assured, we're actually there.
Christmas in Virginia
Ephraim had an 18-day Christmas break from Ranger School so we drove up to Virginia and had a great time with his family.
Max got some fun new toys like trucks and cars and puzzles for Christmas. After opening a few things though, he decided he needed a break. After laying down for a bit then having some M&M's, he was ready for more Christmas festivities.
Max started saying, "Joe!" (as in, "Yo Joe!" from G.I. Joe).
Here he is demonstrating his new skill with Grandpa.
Max got some fun new toys like trucks and cars and puzzles for Christmas. After opening a few things though, he decided he needed a break. After laying down for a bit then having some M&M's, he was ready for more Christmas festivities.
Max with Aunt Hayley and Uncle Adam.
Max started saying, "Joe!" (as in, "Yo Joe!" from G.I. Joe).
Here he is demonstrating his new skill with Grandpa.
The blogging hiatus has ended...
After nearly two months of traveling, we're back in Georgia and finally ready to recap the holiday season. While Ephraim endured the first 6 weeks of Ranger School (for those not familiar with this type of torture, click here) me and Max headed to Utah. With the exception of Max's vomiting on the flights, the trip was great. We had a delicious Thanksgiving, did lots of fun things, and enjoyed seeing so many family members and friends. Getting home to Fort Benning was a pretty terrible ordeal (this time it was me that did the vomiting) so I've vowed to never fly with kids by myself again.
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