Our Daddy is home!

     That's right, our Daddy is finally home! On Friday, after 8.5 months, the USS Mahan finally arrived back I'm its home port of Norfolk. It's the first time the crew has been on American soil since December. Everyone was giddy the morning of the big return. B and I got spiffy in our homecoming attire and headed down to base to await the arrival of our Daddy. As soon as you could see the mast everyone flocked pier side. We were all the way in the back and couldn't see the ship until it was right at the berth.  After an hour wait that seemed like it took a year, Chance made his way to the brow where we could wave. We exchanged a few text and somehow he was the first to make it off the ship (after the chiefs and new Dads of course). 

I cried my eyes out when I finally got to embrace him. Being able to touch my husband again was a dream come true!

Chance was so thrilled to see B! B on the other hand was a bit shy. Chance kept trying to hold him and all he wanted to do was say Mama and climb back to me. He said Dada but wasn't sure what was happening.

He's finally warmed up to Chance. He still wants Mama when he's sleepy or when he gets hurt. Chance has been a rock star. He's kept B entertained and allowed me to sleep in and woke me up with breakfast. He has been an amazing father already and we are so lucky to have our Daddy back home!