My sweet friend Mandy sent us a jumperoo, which Miles loves.  Sadly the pugchild doesn't share the love. 

 Daddy had his fini flight in the F15e.  I'll share more about this later, but its with a heavy heart that we're leaving the fighter community.  We're staying in the Air Force but leaving fighters behind.  Mr. leaves for a new training course soon, but I'll stay here until we get our next assignment, which will hopefully Vegas.
 This is one of many traditions in the fighter community. 
 It was this lil guy's first and probably last trip out on the flight line.  He did so well. 
Have no fear, he had on headgear while the jets were running.  He actually fell asleep to the jet noise :)  He's sporting a mustache because its March and, yet another tradition is Mustache March, so daddy has been growing one as well.  Yes....yuck.
How is this lil guy getting so big :(