Yesterday we were up bright and early to hit the road towards Richmond to spend Thanksgiving (our second - remember?) with my brother and his family...
I brought lots of toys and amusements for the ride and BabyA was all decked out in her elephant hat (that finally fits her). She actually slept for most of the way AND for during my attempt to tell her my "life story." <= Apparently, nobody in the car wanted to hear it as D turned up the music when I announced that I was going to tell it.
We were greeted warmly with lots of excitement from our nieces especially and lots of yummy food from Aunt E, Uncle B, and Aunt E's mother who was in town for the festivities.
We also got to meet some neighbors/friends of Uncle B and Aunt E who came over for appetizers before the meal was served in the late afternoon. D was in heaven as they brought with them a gourmet cheese platter that was TO DIE FOR.
Despite the implication (that we don't feed our own child and force her to dine on whatever toy within arm's reach) of this picture, Amelia DID partake in the Thanksgiving meal! But she is still teething and insists on gumming on any and everything around her.
And, finally, all of the ladies together. There was quite a bit of estrogen in the house and we REALLY outnumbered the guys and they had no choice but to be banished out of the dining room when the feasting was over to do such dreadful things such as watching FOOTBALL.
I brought lots of toys and amusements for the ride and BabyA was all decked out in her elephant hat (that finally fits her). She actually slept for most of the way AND for during my attempt to tell her my "life story." <= Apparently, nobody in the car wanted to hear it as D turned up the music when I announced that I was going to tell it. 
We were greeted warmly with lots of excitement from our nieces especially and lots of yummy food from Aunt E, Uncle B, and Aunt E's mother who was in town for the festivities.
We also got to meet some neighbors/friends of Uncle B and Aunt E who came over for appetizers before the meal was served in the late afternoon. D was in heaven as they brought with them a gourmet cheese platter that was TO DIE FOR.
Despite the implication (that we don't feed our own child and force her to dine on whatever toy within arm's reach) of this picture, Amelia DID partake in the Thanksgiving meal! But she is still teething and insists on gumming on any and everything around her.
And, finally, all of the ladies together. There was quite a bit of estrogen in the house and we REALLY outnumbered the guys and they had no choice but to be banished out of the dining room when the feasting was over to do such dreadful things such as watching FOOTBALL.
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