Letters to my Hero

I guess it is really not right to write to my hero since he is right here next to me. So I thought I would tell you about our day yesturday. I did not tell the kids that Rob was coming home. I honestly was not expecting him until today. He called me yesturday at 6am and said he was in Germany and should be home sometime around 4pm. So we went to counseling and then met friends for lunch. Then we went to Lowe's to pick up something to hold Rob's welcome home sign. I even stopped by the butcher shop and picked up a beautiful steak.


We were not home a hour before it was time to go. I wrote the FRG leader and asked if she had heard when my husband would be in. She said my huband was no longer in this unit and that she had given my name to the person whose unit we were with. She was able to give me a number to call about times. So I called and they said there was a flight at 5:45 and one at midnight. I decided Rob would probably be on the 5:45 flight.

We arrived around 5:30. The kids all brought there welcome home signs. They thought they were there as a practice run. I told them this was a way for them to support soldiers who did not have anyone there.
We waited forever for the soldiers to get off the plane. They were waiting on customs. The whole time Rob is texting me to tell me he is there. When they released the soldiers I told my kids we would leave in just a minute but that I wanted to get a picture of them first. So they let me take one picture, then I saw Rob walking up so I asked them to let me take another one. AS I was taking the picture he said BOO. I do not think they knew how to respond. We all snuggled with Rob for 10 minutes before he got on the white bus to go get his stuff and turn in his weapon. There was only one problem. He flew in with a different unit and no one thought to show up for him. Which meant no one was there to greet him, no one to take his weapon. After several phone calls he was squared away and told he could go. By the way he is still in the same unit. Either I misunderstood her or she was wrong. He was starving and it was 8:30. So we stopped at McDonalds and had dinner. Can you imagine your first meal being a cheeseburger. Before he could come in the house the cat escaped and he was chasing her around the yard. He took a minute to say hi to the dog who was going nuts and did not know what to do when he saw him. Then we put the kids to bed with instructions that if they woke up before us to not wake us. Which is comical because everyone knows I wake up early no matter what.

We have had a wonderful day. He had to go to work briefly but they are giving him tomorow off. Rob has fixed the riding lawnmower, push mower, updated my laptop and the main home computer. Mowed the back yard and put pest stuff down. The kids have not left him alone all day. I mean he does not get a minutes peace. This afternoon he was changing in our room and Hope was looking under the door. I could hear her saying OOH daddy took his pants off, OOH daddy took off his underwear. That was all she could see.
I am so glad he is home. I may or may not be around much this weekend. I plan on spending every minute I can with the man in my dreams.

Letters to my Hero

Dear Rob,
short and sweat, thank you for coming home. Help me for keeping it a secret from the kids that you were coming home. So now that the kids have done this.
It is time for me and you to do more of this

. (Sorry dear blog readers but this is my life. Lots of smooching and comments like DADDY YOU ARE NOT IN IRAQ, OR DADDY I PUT MY POOP IN THE POTTY NOW.)
I love you babe and am glad you are home with us.
Pamela PETRIE

Letters to my Hero

Dear Rob,
I love you and cannot believe you have not been able to call today. For some reason I thought you were going to call.
We had a good day. The kids helped me make welcome home signs for the ceremony we are going to this weekend. I figure I can keep them for when you get home. It does get me more excited about you coming home. Speaking of you coming home I think it is time I take your shorts out of the bathroom and wash them. My first thought was HOW DARE HIM LEAVE SHORTS HANGING IN THE BATHROOM. But every day I look at them and it reminds me of you.
I got the laundry caught up and put away so I feel like I can relax a little. Our school stuff has not come in yet and it still has not been shipped. I am okay with it because it gives us a couple more days to relax.
I love you but it is almost 11pm and I still need to make sure the kids are asleep. I sent them to bed a little before 8 but then they refused to sleep so I had them get up and clean up and I think they are finally asleep for good. I do not know what is going on but we are not sleeping well.
I love you babe and PLEASE feel free to call me even in the middle of the night.
Pamela PETRIE

Letters to my Hero

Dear Rob,
We are doing good. We miss you. We had a wonderful day. I went to pick up Michael's testing this morning. Kinda useless. His spelling scores are lower than normal but not bad but his reading is higher. He said that did not make since. His Asperger's test were not done. So I have to go back in a few days and pick up the final test.
We came home and I got all the clothes from the weekend put away. I got the girls closet cleaned out. Faith got her closet and dresser straightened out. The school stuff still has not shipped. So tomorrow I will work on getting laundry put away and basic straightening. I feel like I am nesting (I am not PREGNANT). I have a desire to clean out closets and re organize. I want to work on Welcome Home signs tomorrow. I told the kids we may even go to one this week so they will understand the process and I think it is a nice way to support other people.
I love you babe but I am going to head to bed. I know I have been going to bed earlier and earlier. The sad thing is I am not falling asleep like I should. I am trying to sleep on MY side of the bed and can I just say it is hard. I think we need a king bed. I love you, have I told you that today.
Pamela PETRIE