So Thanksgiving got all turned around and messed up this year. It was supposed to be pretty much my whole family coming from Texas, and we were even borrowing an apartment in the building to squeeze everyone in. Then people started canceling; I got my feelings hurt; only Cannon & Amy and their kids were coming, so I canceled the extra apartment; they got upset because they didn't want to cram into our 3 br apt; I got my feelings hurt again because I was now embarrassed about my small apt; etc., etc.
As most things do, it all worked out for the best. Cannon, Amy, Greyson, and Easton spent Tuesday-Saturday with us and we had a blast. Things were cramped, but we had such a great time. The kids played a ton, and the adults had some seriously good conversations over too many rum & cokes...deep, meaningful conversations about religion and humanity and sin and reconciliation. We went to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, the tree lighting at the South Street Seaport, the train show at Grand Central (which turned out to be waaaay over-hyped), FAO Schwartz, and on and on.
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Noelle LOVES Baby Easton. When she sings The 12 Days of Christmas, she now sings, "Five Baby Eastons!" |
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Lovin' the cranberry sauce! |
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Cutie pie at the park! |
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Another cutie pie at the park! |
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Four cutie pies at the park! |
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The "Big" Piano at FAO |
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The Parade! |
It was a beautiful, wonderful week. Can't wait to see you all again!!!