You can barely see us! We’ve gone native! Native flora…and flamingos.
Tropical Camouflage
241 Years of Navy
“It follows then as certain as that night succeeds the day, that without a decisive naval force we can do nothing definitive, and with it, everything honorable and glorious.” —George Washington Accepting the orders to Hawaii was a renewal of vows, if you will, between us and the Navy. Coronado was sort of our second…
Let’s Fly!
“I HAVE TO PEE!” Isaac announced during landing. I told him he’d have to hold it. “I don’t think I can! I’m going to wet my pants!” So I tried to take him back to the lavatory and we got reprimanded and told to sit back down. There were some tense moments where I thought,…
Onesies, Twosies, Weezie Woosies
Eloise was acting TWO the whole week before she turned two. Screaming, hitting, running away. One morning, while I chased The Woo outside after she bolted during breakfast, a Greek woman stopped me with a huge, adoring smile for Eloise: “She will be the blessing of your life! In her, you have a friend forever.”…
Eloise at the Navy Lodge Hotel
I am Eloise. I am two. I live at the Navy Lodge on the tippy-top floor. I am a military child. There’s my Daddy the Navy pilot, my Isaac who’s five, and Mama, my mostly companion. And the seagulls, who always try to steal dinner on the beach and the terrace, so I have to…
Busytown
San Diego harbor is mesmerizing for all its activity. Boats! The trolley! A tugboat! Dole pineapple barge! Sailboats! Cruise liners! Commercial planes! Navy warships! Naval helicopters! The bridge! Jets! Bikers! Scuba divers! Waterfront restaurants! Boardwalks! Ferry landings! All the people! Doing all the things! It’s like those Richard Scary Busytown books that are interesting and…
Thrive at Five!
“This baby looks like me!” I thought five years ago when I held my little buddy for the first time. Now he looks a whole lot more like Dad. Isaac is the most happy-go-lucky kid I know. He loves being around other kids. He likes to look at books. He is so kind to his…