Since my parent’s kitchen is still an absolute wreck it was decided to have it my house this year. Thankfully it wasn’t the ENTIRE family, just my parents, sister and grandmother. I didn’t burn the turkey! I kept having these visions of the turkey from National Lampoons – you know, when they carve the turkey there is a puff of air and nothing inside because it’s so dry. And everyone ends up gnawing on the skin. But it turned out OK. Surprise, surprise.
Service for 6!
We finally got Abi’s new carseat installed. This thing is a monster and doesn’t fit real well in the Rabbit. I fear one day we’ll need to buy a bigger vehicle. Sorry, Steve, no GTI.
Now that Abi has all the colors and most numbers 1-10 down, she’s moved onto names. We go down the list – ‘What’s Grannie’s name?’ and she says Pam. ‘What’s Daddy’s name?’ and she says Steve. She knows everyone, even hard to say names like Celeste she says ‘Lest. So smart. But why won’t she just follow a simple request? I don’t get it.
Next week we attempt to lose the bottle altogether. She still refuses to drink milk out of a cup like her juice or water. We’ll lose the bottle and try to cook Thanksgiving lunch for my family for the first time. My parent’s kitchen is going to be absolutely amazing when it’s finished but I can’t even imagine when that is going to be. They’ve been plucking away at it for over a year. Can you imagine? Having your refrigerator in your living room for a year? Keeping your pantry items in a box for a year? But they insist on doing everything themselves. Why couldn’t I get that gene? Instead I get the frequent frustration gene and the wide feet gene. And alas, I fear Abi has inherited those two things as well.
mom and mini-mom
Time again to start thinking about holiday gifts. I’m attempting to do all local, handmade gifts again this year. Perhaps even some of my own handiwork. So if you get something a little wonky, you know it’s from me. Lots of baking. Perhaps some of these:
A coaster made from buttons. Who knew? Looks easy enough, but those are famous last words, no?
I’m excited to start planning a trip to NYC with a friend…just us – no sweeties, no kids. Whatever will I do with myself? Miss them like crazy, I know. But beyond that, any suggestions? I’ve been several times before and have hit all the major sites, but this will be my first time during the holiday season. Can’t wait to see the department store windows and the tree at Rockefeller Center and maybe some snow??