First a Christmas Eve at Nonna and Papa's house with my sister and her husband.
Then a wild Christmas Morning there...
But the memories...all worth it...
Then a wild Christmas Morning there...
and pictures at the tall ships...
Anyway.Say what you will about living in the middle of nowhere...sometimes it has its advantages!
Then it was general sickness...ear infections, pink eye, coughing, etc. Didn't think you would want pictures of that. You can thank me later.
We went to Breakfast with Santa and the Tree Festival. Baby Boy does not share his sister's previous fear of the Man in Red. It was good all around fun.
Finally, it was our annual Thanksgiving weekend extravaganza!
Friday night dinner at Luigi's...
(We all love Luigi's)
...followed by a trip to the Peanut Shoppe...Some people need costume options...
...and some people are content to just be the cow.
Really, really, content to be the cow.
We bought you a new bike since you learned (finally!) to ride a two wheeler this summer. Apparently your legs grew a thousand inches and the bike you were riding was like one of those little clown bikes, your knees up to your elbows. You picked this bike out...due to its "cool" factor.
You are happily 44 pounds now. Only 5th percentile. But in another 12 inches you will be as tall as your Mom. Sometimes I still take off your Dad's wedding ring and peer at that little round opening...remembering how your whole hand once fit inside.We are proud of you and excited for you and love you. Lucky us.