B. was on restriction again this past Wednesday. We've only been up there once since the Academy started. He thinks he'll be losing a few more in the next few weeks. He's really looking forward to not being on the Training Table. B. has lost about 15 pounds so far. He says he's usually starving by 9:00 at night. The feeling of being hungry at night must suck. You can't just run to a fridge.
#2 asked B. on Friday and Saturday, "Papa, no training tonight ok." I've been telling her that her Papa is away at training and he will be home on Fridays. She's only two, but she knows what's up. People have told me, she's too young to understand where her Papa is. B. came home with two Matchbox sized CHP cars for the girls. They love them. We told them, this is what Papa will be driving. #1 sees the squad cars out on the freeways. We are trying to help them understand why Papa is away so much. They tend to act out a little more when B. is home. I'm no longer the sole enforcer when B. is here. They think they can get away with a little more.
We have dry erase calendar where I mark off the days B. has been away. I think it will get a little harder as holidays roll around. He won't be here for Halloween. I know I'll have to take lots of pictures for him. Hopefully, the connection is good, we may be able to FaceTime that night. I was planning on staying local for Trick 'O Treating, but I can't handle both girls alone.
The cadets are still a long way from filling out their Dream Sheets, but I wanted to make sure B. had our Deed of Trust ready to turn in. I'm glad there is priority given to those who own a home. B. mentioned that the Senior class was offered San Jose or Los Angeles. What happens to those who live in the middle? I'll worry about that in about twelve weeks.
Hoping this week goes by fast. I'm only working three days this week. Thank you Columbus Day and doctors appointments. Week Six here we come.
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