That's what they call the Enterprise, Christopher's aircraft carrier. The kids call it "Daddy's Big Ship". Pretty soon it will be his home for seven months. A few weeks ago we finally made it on board to take a look around. Fascinating. Harrowing. Grey. Impressive. Claustrophobic. Mils and Si climbed the ladders like pros. Hannah and I brought up the rear but managed to get all the way up the 9th deck...what a view. I am so proud of Christopher. He's doing a difficult job that will get exponentially more intense when they go to sea.
On the flight deck.
Check out my death grip on ALL the kids. I didn't even realize I was doing this!
A beautiful little chapel on board that is nearly impossible to get to...the way in there involves climbing through a 3x3 hole!
On the top bunk in Christopher's state room. This is his crazy face.
Christopher's office. Millie is at Christopher's desk and Simon has one hand on the legal assistant's desk. This room is TINY. I cannot fathom spending seven months in these quarters.
The Admiral's chair on the flag bridge.
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The sign saying "Beware of jet blast props and rotors" understandably inspires a death grip.
Thank Christopher for his service and thank your family for your sacrifice. The photos are amazing.
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