One of the many things this weekend of family togetherness afforded us was more opportunity to discuss the mid-deployment vacation. Though we are still unsure of what Carolina location we'll be securing, the dates are firming up....burglars plan accordingly.
Based on Paul's "probable" return, our week long vacation will actually land right on his birthday, which also happens to be our dad's birthday. It's actually a pretty cool and unbelievably coincedental occasion that a father would get his first born son for his birthday. Crazy, right?
It gets better. My mother was born on her father's birthday, and she was also the first born.
What's more, my brother Mike was born on December 31st, which is the last day of the year, New Year's Eve, and the most opportune time to have a baby in regard to tax benefits.
So, every member of my family growing up had something unusual about their date of birth except yours truly (unless, of course, you count that whole underground movement to have it declared a national holiday...it's very, very underground).
Needless to say, the date for a vacation would be perfect, and provide one more thing to celebrate.
This is Day 78.
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