The first CAP meeting of the month is a big deal.
The boys wear their dress blues (and there is much ironing and shoe-shining), and awards are given. It took us awhile to figure out the system for promoting, which involves aerospace testing, leadership testing, PT testing, and drill testing (marching and following orders). To make everything more complicated, the meetings are all held at the armory, which is a big concrete echo chamber. I don't know how Tate understands a thing anyone says. I can barely manage it.
As we sat through the Commander's Call (meeting) in the back row, trying valiantly to follow the various speakers, Gunnar got more and more frustrated. He kept asking me what people were saying and I was only catching half of it anyway and I kept shushing him.
Finally he gritted his teeth and said,
I can't see what they're doing.
I can't hear what they're saying.
What am I supposed to do, smell what's happening?
Well, I guess you could try.
I'll have a CAP update tomorrow :D