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Juan

As I sit down to write about our Thanksgiving weekend I find myself feeling like it was so long ago. The snow has melted and I’ve already seen most of my family again since T-Day.  When it snows in Washinton, things really get thrown out of whack. This year Thanksgiving was missing some key players because they were caught up in the snow storm/icy roads.

Regardless, we made the best of it without them. My brothers and Genevieve made, Juan, The Tallest Snowman Ever. It reminded me that when we were kids, Phil made a whole scene with snowmen looking like they’d been in a car accident with our family’s parked car that happened to be covered with snow. I don’t really remember helping him to create that scene….I was probably busy making snow angels.

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Thanksgiving Preview

Remember last year? We found out that we were having a girl because we’d made a cake as a way to reveal to everybody what we were having. Well, this year things are different. We’re still at Camp Janet, but Maggie is here and we’re taking a billion photos of her, we’ve got piles of snow, the turkey is in the oven…..and……well,

a pipe burst this morning. We don’t have running water. I’ve only accidently turned the water on twice so far, but my poor, poor dad is trying to fix the problem.

Barry and I walked out to get the paper – a winding walk on the country road with the dogs in tow. There were no other tracks except for ours and it chilly. Maggie stayed with my mom by the toasty fire and helped keep an eye on the smelly foods and all things Thanksgiving.

We’ll see where things are in the next few hours, but so far this is a pretty exciting Thanksgiving Day.

As if I’m really doing anything to help this whole situation…..blogging helps, right?

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Maybe She Loves the Jacket

Is it too early to suggest that Maggie might be a Papa’s girl? Without a doubt, she adores him and it is the sweetest thing. I think that she would have tried to walk to work with him this morning – smiling the whole way, of course. Instead she posed for a picture in her jammies, still smiling from cheek to cheek.

Check out Barry’s coat in the above photo. I absolutely lived in that coat last year and I am so thankful to be back in my own winter coats this year. That brown coat reminds me of being pregnant/huge and walking my students out to the buses at the end of the school day. Towards the end of my pregnancy I had difficulty zipping it up over my belly, so I was thankful when Spring arrived.

So much has changed in a year. Barry has his coat back now, and we’ve got a smiling, chubby baby in exchange.

So worth it.

I mean, look at that lil’ grin.

Barry’s grin is pretty stinkin’ cute too.