I wanted to pop back into the blogging world with a splash - hence that
super splashy post title.
Splash.
We're still here. It's just that - Max has been
napping at school in the afternoon (which is
obviously encouraged) but what that means for us ...
he doesn't freaking go to sleep until like 9:00.
That's late (when you consider half the time
my phone doesn't want to connect with my computer
to download photos and then I can never remember
my gmail password thus the lack of blog posts).
Anyway, I'd love to dedicate a post to each and every
remaining summer memory and then the fall ones too...but
luck is on your side and all I've got right now is a
Thanksgiving recap.
It's important to note that the weekend
before Thanksgiving, Max and I went to
Titi's house with intent to decorate a gingerbread turkey
purchased at Trader Joes. It looked easy
enough on the box...but our icing was quite runny.
And in a moment of brilliance, we decided to
go the hot glue route - which was working splendidly
till Max burnt his finger. Tragedy ensued
(for both the turkey and max).
See evidence below.
I collapse into a fit of laughter every time I look
at that turkey pic. Like is it crying? Why
does it have two red hangy things?
(what is the science name for those?)
It's weird that our sister run bakery food truck
never became a real thing. We're obviously
so talented.
We did get lots of quality Titi and Penny time though...
(and lots of new clothes from A&F kids, like those
sloth pajamas Max is wearing!)
Flash forward to actual Thanksgiving -
Sporting actual turkey jammies
because Mama loves holidays and jammies.
(Sidenote: he made a big deal to tell Mims,
that I ordered them online).
We passed the morning making crafts...and
watching out for the Paw Patrol balloons in
the Macy's day parade..
"Dinner" was served around noon...and the
turkey was delicious, the mashed potatoes
were overflowing (Bob Evans made them
because that's what I like), stuffing for days,
and the BEST brussell sprouts EVER.
I made a 7 layer salad too - but let's be honest-
the real stars are the carbs.
Mims, Titi, Max, and I went to schoolhouse
park after lunch to burn off energy...
but we mostly ended up playing
hide and seek and dancing.
The true highlight (for Max) was holiday bingo...
a random game Mims picked up. He relished every
moment of deciding which version we were playing
(i.e. cover the board, straight line, letter "H", postage
stamp etc.) and then calling the numbers.
His concentration for getting the numbers
correctly and checking the board was unmatched.
Grandpa also got a new table top
pinball machine that Max enjoyed....
but I think he liked the small pad of
paper and golf club sized pencil better :)
He loves miniature crap.
The night concluded with a bath...Christmas jammies,
and hacking coughs from Max. He coughed
and coughed and coughed for over an hour.
I thought surely he would never go to sleep....
and I had exhausted my arsenal of
cough remedies (oils, Tylenol, cough medicine,
elevated head and whisper shouting to Papa Rob
about what we should do next). But, he finally did.
Just in time for my mom and I to hit Carters
and Old Navy like the crazy nutters we are.
However, it proved worthwhile because Mims
won a $50 gift card which she authorized
me using for the purchase of Max's
Christmas attire complete with black
leather shoes. ugh. The shoes alone
are worth being tired the whole next day.
On Black Friday - we opted outside....with
the morning spent at Iron Horse Park for
more walk off your waddle exercise....
and Grandma's Gardens.
Max practiced his Santa skills in this sleigh...
and willingly posed for pictures with all of us.
(that alone is some sort of early Christmas miracle).
We also enjoyed their free pancakes
and sausages :)
The evening concluded with several more
rounds of Holiday Bingo and then we headed
to "Woodland Lights" ...a local walk through
light display.
Max surprised us all by wanting to visit Santa.
He waited patiently for this turn...hopped
right up on his lap and asked for an instant
camera and film. I'm not lying when
I say, I only snapped one photo because I was
having like a real moment.
It was so precious and sweet and funny
and just adorable. I will hold onto that
memory for a lifetime.
He also loudly proclaimed that he would "not to
any more bad stuff" because Santa is watching.
Does this mean no more whining at meal time?
No more reminders of hands to yourself?
Only time (and Santa) will tell.
Thanksgiving concluded with
1.) Me begging Mims
for this vintage Santa (destined for the antique booth)
but now proudly in displayed in my cubicle.
2.) another trip to dunkin donuts because
#wheninDayton and #bestcoffeeever
3.) More Holiday Bingo
4.) 500 trips to the car with all our bags and crap
5.) and me creating our holiday wreath!
(see below).
And, that's it! It's overwhelming thinking of all the things
I could and would love to blog about and I'll do my best to put fingertips to keyboard asap.
Occasional Blogger's Honor.
xoxo
