Two down, one to go

We are nearing the end of our Thanksgiving travels/dinners. We spent Thanksgiving Day here in Lakewood at my cousins' house, Friday at my parents, and tomorrow in Norwalk with Evan's family. It's been fun so far and Seth is a real trooper. Despite getting him to bed late and throwing the regular nap schedule out the window, he has been pleasant and fun.

We've taken a few shots of our last couple days:
Seth all ready for Thanksgiving!

Seth and Grandma Elaine
Seth and Aunt Patti
Seth and his cousin, Adrianna...who loves him to pieces!

A Thankful Heart

Today is my parents' 41st Anniversary. Happy Anniversary, Mom & Dad! We love you very much!

Thinking about my family makes me think about one of the biggest things I'm thankful for...and tis the season to do so! To keep it short and sweet, I'm thankful that my family loves me unconditionally, loves my husband as much as me and considers us one unit, and takes a genuine interest in our son and showers him with love.

Thanks for having a home where we can always feel safe and welcome. Thanks for giving your time, money, and energy to help us when we needed it. Thanks for your love. Thanks for being a picture of Christ.

I'm thankful for my family that lives under this roof with me. Thankful that we are happy and healthy. Thankful that we are trying to do what's right for our future...setting our goals together and accomplishing them together. Thankful that we support one another and know where our true Help comes from. I love you both so much!

Happy Thanksgiving to all! Have a wonderful weekend with family and friends!

Seth's First Haircut!

Today we went to Seth's Aunt Tina's house to get haircuts (for Seth and Evan). This was Seth's first and he did great! He held still and was a good sport. Seth was sporting a mini-mullet and it was time to cut it off. Grandpa James even got on the floor so Seth would look down so Tina could cut the back.

Here is our handsome little boy:






THANK YOU AUNT TINA!!

Moving a step forward

Well, Seth is progressing. He has this firetruck in which he used to push around by crawling behind it. Well, not anymore. He now stands up behind it and walks it around the apartment. He's also been known to push kitchen chairs into the living room by walking behind those as well. I suppose there is a possibility that he could be walking by Thanksgiving. Lord. Help. Me. There aren't enough baby gates, cabinet locks, etc. to keep him out of all the stuff he already gets into. The kitchen = Walt Disney World due to our lack of closed storage. We have a shelving unit and a wooden cart that provides entertainment...oh and the garbage can that lures him in like flies on...you get the idea. My day consists of cleaning up whatever surface he has decided to clear off or cabinet he has cleaned out. I basically wait until he goes to bed because there is no sense in putting things back while he's awake.

Another observation about Seth: He now claps his hands when I say the word "patticake". Of course I've sung the song with him a hundred times. He now is catching on to part of the motions that go with it. It's cute. Though, this morning when I asked if he wanted a "pancake" for breakfast, he started to bring his hands together to clap. ha. I guess pancake and patticake are pretty close. :o)

He also has been making my truck sounds when he plays with his trucks for some time now. Well, when I introduced him to some little trains this week, he gave them the truck sound. I'm working on teaching him "choo-choo" but he just laughs at me. Oh well.

Election Thoughts

Here it is, the morning after. I'm sitting here collecting my thoughts and here's what I've come up with:

Though the election may have not gone the way I would have liked, I can recognize the history that has been made. I am proud of that fact. I can recognize what this means for so many people and the impact it has on them. Yes, history was going to be made either way, and what a great accomplishment it was going to be either way.

It's easy to forget about all the freedoms we have here. Do you realize that each Sunday as you drive to church, that there are places where people have to worship in secret? They would be killed if they were found out. Yet we arrive at church with our families with smiles on our faces, excited about what God will stir in us.

We can have the jobs we want, the lives we strive for...and it's not based on the family we came from.

We have men and women who VOLUNTEER to fight and die for our country.

I am proud of where I live. May God bless America!