Been MIA

I know I haven't posted much lately. I've thought about it, but can't bring myself to sit down. Too much going through me head right now. Nothing bad, but deep thoughts.

Oliver is taking the chief test this week for the first time. We aren't expecting big things, and actually would prefer he not get picked up right away, anyway. He made rank so fast, there's plenty of time for it. Being first class is kind of a sweet spot in the Navy - enough pay to be comfortable, he's now allowed to retire, yet not so much responsibility at work that he has to stay late over and over again. There are always tradeoffs to everything.

My mother bought Wyatt a sandcastle kit for Christmas. It's funny, because a few years ago, she sent him a snowman kit that we made use for a couple winters. He's been raring to use it ever since we got back, and we finally obliged this weekend. I'm sad I forgot to grab the camera; Oliver built a pretty elaborate castle compound, and I managed a bug, complete with sea shell mandibles (Wyatt brought home a book all about ants from school, so he was excited that he recognized what they were).

I don't think I'll ever get used to spending time at the beach in January. I will, however, always remember these times as good ones.