More Words That Strike Fear Into the Heart of a Parent

"Dad, you're fat because you have a desk job, right?" (Question courtesy of Schmoo)

Thanksgiving Weekend

We had a fastastic time in Ohio for the Thanksgiving weekend--Thanks Mom and Dad! The weather was unseasonably warm, so we got to play outside and even go boating. Grandpa gathered the big pile of leaves, and the kids had a blast playing. Uncle Marty gave great wagon rides, and Uncle Michael was pretty good at navigating the paddle boat in the pond. (It's not as easy as it looks, especially with the tree in the middle of the pond.)
Meanwhile in the house, Mom, Boss, and Peanut were racking up major SRC points. There was an abundance of sewing projects to keep the sewing machine whirring at all hours. We also had a lot of important goodies to get into the mail. And Grandma even indulged us with an early gingerbread making project. The kids loved decorating the houses--except for the kids who simply wanted to eat the candy.
The Thanksgiving feast was delicious. I love mommy's stuffing and of course, the essential orange rolls. The turkey was tasty, but I think the tryptophan got to some people.


On Friday night we went to Kirtland where the church had a display of over 500 creches. It was so neat to see how the nativity scene has been portrayed in so many ways, all over the world.

On Saturday, we made crafts and saw a train display at the local library. But we started out the morning at a local hall for breakfast with Santa. MJ said she wanted to see Santa, but I guess she meant from a distance. She obviously wasn't exactly ready to sit on his lap. She barely managed to grab a candy cane from his hand before booking it out of there.

One of my favorite parts about the weekend was hearing little Sam's frequent call, "MJ, come play!" The two two-year olds soon became attached at the hip. (Which was tricky while both walked down the stairs holding onto the railing) They got along so well together, and they kept the rest of us running for our cameras.