Luke (5 years old) seeing HF in uniform: "Dad, why are you dressed up like a policeman? That's what policemen wear. Are you a policeman? Is that your police car? Nah. That's not a police car. Police cars are supposed to be black and white. That one is blue and white."
HF: "Uh, yeah. I'm a real policeman."
They've only had this discussion a million times or more...
On Friday, HF had another eye surgery. Same as this, but on his right eye this time. This time they knocked him out for the surgery. I took the kids over to a friend's so that I could be there kid-less when he woke up. When he was waking up, he was laughing a little bit, and then he quickly got stressed. He wanted to know where he was and if he had been shot. He asked the nurses a few times where his gun was and if he had been shot. Then he kept repeating his name and number and agency, and asked them to call his sergeant. Ha!
This time the recovery has been a night and day difference. He is resting a lot and has some pain, but no double vision and nausea! He is now able to have lasik, which is his next goal. My goal has been to get a van. We finally did yesterday! We went with the Honda Odyssey. I am already planning our first road trip. Any road trip tips? We have not had much success in the past.