Rolling along in Phase II.

Last week was National Police Week to honor those LEOs who have lost their lives and to thank those who serve us now.  I decided to bring in a basket of Popcornopolis for B.'s office.  I ordered mini cones of popcorn and put labels on them.  "Thank you for all you do.  Enjoy the Cop Corn."  It was a gift from the girls to the office. I was super nervous before dropping them off.  I had never been to B.'s office yet and he wasn't there when I dropped the basket off.  I introduced myself to the Officer at the counter and was on my way.  I guess the Cop Corn was a hit, since B. told me everyone was snacking on them during lineup. 

Since B. started Phase II on weekend graves, I've packed up the girls and head to my parents for the weekend.  For the past two weekends, the girls have been at each other's throats.  Do the terrible threes and fives exist?  If #1 gets in trouble, #2 turns on the perfect little sister mode.  Then if #2 does something, #1 steps it up.  I thought my head was going to explode at dinner on Saturday.  I swear I had to say sit down and eat at least 50 times.  My younger sister says, "That's why you only want two kids."  It's almost back to Academy life, I am the single parent for at least three days a week.  Although, I am staying with my parents the rules at grandma and grandpa's are more lax.  My parents allow me to parent the way I usually do and try not to overstep.

I heard Dream Sheets are out for CTC I-14.  It's such an overwhelming decision to rank where you could possibly live for the next year and possibly beyond.  No one from CTC I-14 will be coming to B.'s office, so his seniority will remain near the bottom. 

I am looking forward to attending a seminar presented by Vickie Newman: Surving Law Enforcement - A Spouses Perspective.  Vickie spoke at the Family Seminar the day before graduation.  She has been a CHP wife for over 25 years and raised four kids.  I'm going to the seminar with one of B.'s roommate's girlfriend.  I was hoping all three of us could go together, but our schedules didn't line up.  So I can't wait to see her too.  She's going through the same experience with her CHP Officer.  I'm crossing my fingers that the roomies make it through Break In and the six of us can celebrate.  I know the three of them miss each other, but there just isn't enough time in the day for them to catch up or even check in.  The girls are trying to keep those connections for them.  I try to text the girls at least once a week to see how things are going.  Graveyard shift has been quite an adjustment.  But it will all be worth it in the end.

I feel like my weekend never started, but here I go into the new week.  Have a great Monday!