Dale's officially balls deep into flight school now and this means lots of long days and lots of studying.
He leaves each morning between 4 and 7 (depending upon the day) and gets home each evening around 5:30. We eat dinner, he plays with Parker for a short amount of time, then he's off to study for a few hours before bedtime. His only actual day off is on Saturday, so we try to cram a weeks worth of family time in that single day. Sundays are then dedicated to study time again.
Today's text message conversation from Dale seems to sum up how he's feeling.
D: It's so damn frustrating...grrr.
G: I'm sorry love.
D: I'm so gonna get gray hairs from this...haha, if they don't fall out :)
G: Oh man. That'll be interesting.
D: I think I already got one... on my finger. Does that count?
G: Haha. I'm counting it.
Poor fella. :(
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