…The Eagle has landed.
If by ‘Eagle’, I mean a tall, tanned impossibly good looking soldier type, who, by the way, got a phone number from the very cute waitress at IHOP within 30 minutes of getting into town.
It turns out they sorta knew each other from High School and each deeply approved of how the other has turned out.
I’m tellin’ y’all right now, if he spends the whole visit chasing tail, I’m gonna kick his ass.
And now, I present you with a crappy camera phone picture! There will be many other pictures (of ALL the kids. I know. Exciting, huh?), but this is the best I can do for now.
Oh, and the little fucker brought me a Twix.