He was only gone for 3 1/2 weeks - so I didn't really care about pictures or documentation.
Thankfully, another aviator in the squadron completely ignored me - and took pictures.
Because I viewed this as Just 3 1/2 weeks....in comparison to a deployment, it wasn't a big deal.
But to the Beans?
Well, they could hardly sleep the night before his return. They had trouble eating due to excitement - even the boy! We had dealt with all the normal crazy of every separation - there are phases and steps we always go through - so, this welcome home was still quite sweet.
And, it was a Fly in. Which is super cool - and something we've never done before!
When My Love was enlisted, he always returned on his boat.
When he last deployed as an aviator - he came home with the ship.
All the other times he's gone away have been for schools - he always flew commercial
Waiting on the flight line, watching the aircraft bank to come in for a landing, knowing Daddy was in that plane...all 4 Beans waited with rapt attention.
When we finally saw him, and he was close enough for us to run to...they ran.
I let them win. Because it was only 3 1/2 weeks.
Rest assured - when he comes home from the long one, I will be stiff-arming those ankle-biters out of my way.
I will get the first kiss.
The first hug.
I'm his favorite. :)
If you carefully inspect the above picture - you will see Boy Bean has his right arm raised with a clenched fist. That is because, seconds after the picture was taken, the Boy punched My Love in the nose.