Nothing says Thanksgiving like decorating the Christmas tree, huh. Poor Thanksgiving, it's becoming the red-headed stepchild holiday. And I know red-headed stepchild.
Anyhow, the night before Thanksgiving, I decided to at least pull the tree out and let the kids start putting some ornaments on while I finished some food preparation stuff. We put on a Christmas movie. It was great. I even rounded the corner at one point to catch this sweet shot of my babes...
But, that was about as good as our Thanksgiving got. About an hour later, Lucy started getting sick, and it all went down hill from there. Let me just say, there is no greater love than that of a mother who cleans up puke all night, off practically every surface of our home, because the sick babe is too young to understand to run to the toilet. At one point, we were both sleeping naked, wrapped in a towel, in the bathtub. Not kidding. There would be no Thanksgiving feast for us :(
However, when I stopped by for a to-go plate, I snapped this "kiddie table" picture, minus Lucy.
Once Lucy was on the mend, we made a quick trip to Mom's for Thanksgiving with that side of the family and a little traditional monster cookie baking. Michelle said it best with, "there is no better treat than Grandmom's monster cookies made by sticky boy fingers." It's a teamwork event to kick off the Christmas season.
And, on our way home, we stopped by Bass Pro to ride the carousel and see Santa. Both kids went right up to Santa and happily sat in his lap. Even Santa was surprised. Sam told Santa he would like Dino Meal and his little sister would like a doll, please. I love that he always takes care of her, even when making requests for Santa.
