Thanksgiving 2010

Thanksgiving started out with lots of snow at our house.

We didn’t lose our power but a lot of people did, including my sister who was cooking the turkey!

We moved Thanksgiving to Friday the 26th when the roads were more drivable, and the power was on so the turkey could be cooked.

Grace enjoys different textures. This netting that our Satsuma oranges came in makes a good veil.

Emily slept through most of the dinner. She wasn’t feeling that great.

Time for Grandma’s birthday! Emily was awake for the party.

Happy birthday Grandma! Can I tell everyone that you are now 84?

Thanks for listening ~

The Christmas List

 

This is the time of year at our house when we start talking about Christmas lists.  We tell each other to start writing out a Christmas list.  Generally its for the kids, but even Jeff and I discuss our Christmas lists with each other.  The only person who doesn’t often have a list is Emily. 

The difficulty is in her lack of ABILITY to communicate with us. It’s very frustrating for her as well as for us.  Most years she just sits back and waits to see what she gets.  And she totally enjoys unwrapping gifts as most kids do.  But I often wonder what she really wants.

As we have begun to talk about Christmas this year she has been very interested and even excited to communicate what she wants on her Christmas list.  Yesterday we were discussing options and possibilities with Emily and she decided she wanted a stuffed puppy dog for Christmas.  She was so happy when we came to that conclusion.  Yippee, she has  a Christmas list!  Today we will put it in writing and tape it to the wall.  Then we’ll see if we can eake out a few more items that she would like to have.  

She HAS a Christmas list!  Have I said Yippee?  YIPPEE!

The Truth Be Told

 

Grace and Jered and I were eating out this last week.  Around the backs of the tables there were flower pots filled with silk hibiscus plants.  Not to miss an opportunity to refresh Grace’s knowledge of flowers I pointed to them and asked her if she knew what kind of flowers those were.  And without skipping a beat Grace answers, “Yup.  Those are fake flowers.”

That’s one smart girl there!