Commissioning Day... May 14, 2011

Commissioning day was CRAZY!

Roads were closed, parking was like swimming against the current, since graduation was letting out.

I learned that I CAN run if I have too, and that after running I get profusely sweaty. Nerves probably compounded that.  We got there, all of us, although apparently on Mormon Standard time, it honestly wasn't our fault.  I was so SO glad that Travis and Heath had showed up for Chris' commissioning and could give him a lift while I guided the caravan through Boise.  Oh boy.

 Major Harmon Charles Esplin, the officer in charge at Brigham Young University - Idaho swore him in. 



 The kids and I got to place his "butter" bars on his shoulder and hat.  Man we are a circus!

 Sargent First Class Charlie Jones gave Chris his first salute, even after Chris dropped the silver dollar.  We won't discuss the conversation in whispered tones that has those two in big grins.

Lieutenant Colonel Morrill presented Chris with his certificate of commission.  I was very relieved that the spelling was all correct. 

 New Lieutenant's , Mathews (Armor), Deal (ADA), and Anderson (Armor) being presented to the group.

 We had some great people show up that we are so glad came.  Janine Clifford who is the lady in charge of the ROTC program back at BYU-I and is just an amazing person showed up along with  Charlie Jones and his wife Amy, Jeb and Jenny Baker with the Baker posse.  Doc and Trav (wow, that was just amazing).
My parents, and entire family, with the exception of Duane's family all made it, but Duane got a "get out of jail free" pass since he had back surgery the week prior.  Wouldn't trade him on that one.

 Specialist (soon to put on Sergeant we are hoping) Baker and Chris.

 Three goof balls.  Heath (aka Doc, and I don't even know if he likes that nick name, maybe we should ask huh) and Travis both just made Chris' weekend by flying in and sharing the weekend with us.

 Probably the only picture that will ever be taken of these three...that is blog worthy.

 a rare pic of the hubs and me. 

 And I turned my camera over to the kids...oh joy!  And off to the military museum for some decompress time, before dinner at Joe's Crab Shack which was a riot!

 Sassy!  Nice shirt though!

 My husband is going to be a tank officer.  Weird. 

Note: the girls didn't exactly "love" the military museum.  Those boys did though!  Even when Doc tried to scare them by making bomb noises when they were playing with the guns...