We had a sad day yesterday as we found out about the passing of Russell’s grandfather. He was a World War II veteran and was in the Battle of the Bulge. He was a wonderfully kind man who loved God and his family. It is a great loss. It wasn’t completely unexpected and he was ready to go. Russell had talked to him recently and got to say some goodbyes. It is hard none the less. Prayers for the family would, of course, be appreciated.
It was also Wyatt’s first Thanksgiving. We hadn’t planned anything special. We opted not to drive our little clan of crazies anywhere and so we stayed in Vegas. I made a mac and cheese from scratch, a small ham and a carrot cake. Wyatt wore a gobble gobble shirt that the girls wore for their first Thanksgiving. He wasn’t feeling really well. He is about to cut no less than 3 teeth, has a runny nose, and a fever. And then he threw up. I think it was a burp bubble that made him gag, but it wasn’t fun for any of us. The girls were super fussy right then too and when he started throwing up they just lost it crying. It was a less than perfect day. But that’s o.k. Sometimes life if less than perfect.
Girls pose with roses. Yes, this is what they wore on Thanksgiving!
For bed we dressed the kids in new Christmas jammies to start the season off right. We are starting the Elf on the Shelf tradition in our home this year. I’ll try to update you on what our elf “Boy” is up to. (Yes, the girls named him. It is the first thing they have ever named, and they agreed, so we didn’t argue. I think it is kinda cute.) My oldest kids are not even three, so don’t expect anything fancy. Today -their first time finding him- he landed someplace nice and easy. On top of our blinds.