Friday, January 18, 2013

Eleven Days

That's how many days it will be until my son begins the end of his growing up in the U.S. Navy. 

I asked him today if it was still his intention to go...because he could still back out at this point...and he told me that if he'd wanted to back out he would have done it before now.  This question was a pleasure to ask him because he did indeed get his brain together and learn by heart his 11 general orders as well as other tidbits a drill sergeant is going to demand of him a half inch from his face.  Just making sure he knew he could step out from the path of a freight train.

Today was his last day schlepping carts and bagging in plastic for our local grocery store.  The job has been good for him.  Everyone should take a job working with the public and cleaning restrooms.  When you're cleaning a strangers smear marks off a toilet seat (or other bathroom fixtures not at all close to the toilet) you vow you'll never be so irresponsible with your bodily functions.  This makes for considerable people and should help my son immensely in his near future.

Tuesday I drive him into the big city to pee into a cup, and maybe take well posed cheesy grinned photos with his recruiter. 

Then the Tuesday after, he's off on an airplane in the middle of the night to one of the coldest places on the planet, so they can learn my baby to be a man.  They'll teach him to dress, to walk, to talk, to swim, to shoot and to sleep on cue. 

I potty trained the kid.  Without that he'd have never made it in the grown up world. I'm tearing up.


  1. Chicago is usually cold in the winter. I think that is still where the Navy does their boot camp training. What is he going into for an MOS (Military Occupational Specialty)? Where will he go after Basic to be trained in his Navy job?

    1. He'll flip a switch and train in aviation electronics in Florida! None of us have ever been to that part of the country so maybe we'll visit.


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