The man of the house is home! Another yay! The dogs went crazy when they saw him. I'm surprised they even recognized who he was with all the dirt he was covered in. Seriously, he very closely resembled a beach bum with his tan, blond hair, and all the dirt on his face, clothes, and in his ears. Nastiness. Then he got a shower and returned to his hot self again.
Ryan's had his platoon now for two weeks and has already been labeled as "the lead" and "tip of the spear" when they go to Iraq. They're very organized, have great leadership, adapt at war fighting... the list goes on. He's extremely proud of his men, their camaraderie, and what they've already accomplished together in just a few weeks. I'm so proud to have a husband who knows what he's doing, enjoys his job and trusts the men he's with because they too know what they're doing. It makes me feel much better about the whole deployment deal. (Even though I still don't like the idea of it.)
