Letters to my Hero

Dear Rob,
Before I forget I have to tell you something. Every time I try to use my IPHONE and write I love Rob or Rob is doing okay it changes your name to Ron. I promise I do not love Ron. Sorry, I thought you needed this laugh.
We had a good day, busy day but a good day. I offered to make eggs and sausage for Kim’s kids and they said no thank you they would prefer pop tarts. Easy enough! They brought a HUGE Hershey bar with them. So I put it in the food processor and made chocolate chip cookies. I have to be honest and say these are now my favorite cookies. Then I let the girls use my sewing machine and taught them how to make tote bags. Then I dropped them off. We really had a good weekend. They slept all over the house. I am sending you a picture of the boys at the movies with their DS’s in hand. All weekend every time I heard them talk to one another I could not help but think of you and their dad. They are so much like you guys.
After I dropped them off I took our kids and went to Sam’s. I picked up pancake mix and trash bags. Can you believe this is the first time we have had to buy trash bags in over 5 months. Something weird did happen at Sam’s. Michael went to look at games while I ordered dinner. When he got back to the table he said his hand hurt. He had tripped over his own feet and fell doing a flip flop on the ground. He put his hand down to break his fall and when he did he hurt it. I do not think it is broken. He has scratches on the side of his face but they look old. We got in the van and he got really quiet. I asked him if he was okay and he said he was tired and his hand hurt. I had him soak it in Epsom salt when we got home. Then he got a attitude with me and angry with me. He has not done this in a while so I sent him to bed and within minutes he was asleep. I have to admit this kind of worries me. I really think I will make him a appointment to make sure he is ok.
The silly cat got out again this evening. I have to tell you this is twice today and it is ticking me off. I told the kids I am tired of chasing after her.
We are home all day tomorrow and I cannot wait to talk to you. I miss us being able to talk on line. The kids are doing well, I have not told them when you are coming home. I have said about 5 more fencing classes. I cannot wait to have a real time line (side note to blog readers, I will let you know when he is coming home after he is already back on U.S. soil).
I love you babe but I am going to climb into bed. I really want to spend the day straightening up and deep cleaning tomorrow.
Pamela PETRIE