Ronan woke up from his early evening nap and found that Daddy was home from work. He played with Daddy while Mummy cooked dinner. But as soon as mummy walked into the living room to find the phone, Ronan stopped playing with daddy’s dogtags and cried. As soon as he saw me, he knew he was hungry!

So I made him a bottle and Daddy took it to him. He knew exactly what to do, and started eating as soon as it was near his mouth. Good baby!

Daddy helped Ronan hold his bottle, since he can’t keep the big bottles up in his little hands.

Ronan needed some playtime before it was bedtime. So we danced to blues, he played in his command center, and he played with his basketball.

I put the husband pillow across from Ronan so when he would kick the ball, it would bounce back to him. He would kick furiously over and over and over. If the ball got kicked to the outside of his leg, he would use his hand to move it back to the middle so he could kick it again! He is going to be a great football player (Real football…not the American sport)!

We had a rough night last night due to the coffee that made it to Ronan’s system. He was exhausted but it was probably 0300 by the time he got to sleep. Luckily we were able to sleep in until it was time to go to the Wednesday playgroup. I really liked all the women that meet there. Ronan and I were probably the youngest there, but being around other “seasoned” military wives was great.

Ronan had a lot of fun watching the other boys play, swinging with mummy on the swing, and even catching a few winks of sleep in his jeep.