I think I'll ramble on forever...

First of all, what in the world makes people so grumpy and angry at the Commissary? I'll just throw that question out to all you mil-spouses. I mean, yes, it's crowded. Yes, the lines are long. But, have you compared the food prices to your local grocery store? It's insane crazy some of the deals you can get at the commissary. So, everybody needs to chill out. There, I got that off my chest. I feel better now.

Next, a few of you were wondering what the going rate for the tooth fairy was these days. Well, in my house, she brings $2.00 per tooth. Which when you add it all up over the years, across a whole mouth of teeth, kids are making out way better these days than they did when I was a kid. So, with a newly acquired $4.00 in his wallet, $10.00 in birthday money, and a month's worth of allowance, Collin was dying to go to Target the morning after the tooth fairy visited. He bought a Nintendogs game, which by the way is the cutest game ever. I totally want to go buy myself a pink nintendo DS and get it, but I'll control myself. Also, he bought a Cars playhouse. Now it actually does look like a Cars marketing promo room...

He's loving the playhouse, and even dragged it into mom and dad's room last night to sleep in. However, he didn't really sleep in it. He ended up sleeping way over on daddy's side, giving him about 5 inches of space in his king size bed. Why in the world was he doing that you might ask? Well, because we dropped the other two off at summer camp last night.

To get to this camp is incredible. It truly is out in the middle of nowhere. There was a quick orientation for the parents, and then the parents were "outta there". Except of course for me and D. I actually stood there nearly in tears and asked one of the counselors if they were going to "take care" of my boys. He had a look on his face like "you are one crazy mom." But, seriously, this is a big step for me, and I'm not taking it very well. I'm freaking out actually. They don't come back until Friday. So, Collin and I are just trying to make it without the others without crying all the time. Which, considering that we went to the commissary, it's kind of difficult.

Of course, Theron wouldn't let us take a picture of him, but my faithful Shane stood there and smiled for me! At least I can still count on him.

I keep thinking, of course if something happened, the camp would call me. Of course they would, wouldn't they? It's a Christian camp, so hopefully the other kids will be nice. So, send good and comforting thoughts my way. I know that they're just entering their place in the world, and I need to let that happen. They are well in the care of their Heavenly Father. I know they are. I just need to be better at not worrying.

Well, I think that was a long enough post for you to read. Until next time...which might be Friday when I get those boys back under this roof where they belong!