B, G and J Day: Sweet Times

B:

Now has less than 2 weeks of work before beginning "Permissive TDY." These are days off the military affords as retirement approaches, ostensibly to all you to get your affairs in order. Bryan plans to use his to take the kids to Florida a few days after my surgery.

He'll come back from that, work a few more weeks, and then begin "Terminal Leave." These are the vacation days he has accrued on the books beyond the number he is allowed to sell back to the military.

How does he liked the idea of retiring? He murmers every now and then, "I can't believe I'm about to start Permissive TDY. . ."

G and J:

The two go together this time. I told them they could have 10 Jelly Belly's after breakfast. This makes for good counting practice.

But soon, the counting turned into giggles. Gemma came to me with her shirt raised, shouting, "I have a Jelly Button!"--she'd lodged one in her belly button.

Josh got into the action for a little bit, but then decided he'd rather eat his. So, as we've seen other times, his candy was gone first.

Gemma carried the bag back to the counter and somehow dropped it, scattering Jelly Bellys all over our tile floor.

She gasped, "Oh no!!!"

and Josh gasped, "Yummmmm!!!!"

And I gasped, "QUIIIICK!! PICK 'EM UP!!!"

and the 3 of us dove to the floor at once, the girls frantically trying to scoop them away from Joshua, who was grabbing them and shoving them into his mouth in one fluid motion.

I was laughing too hard. Gemma screamed every time he got another one. He was flopping his body onto my arms to pin me and launch himself closer to the candy that I was going for.

The affair ended with a good many back in the bag, and a good many inside his cheeks. And a Gemma, standing hands on hips and shaking her head.