Thanksgiving was awesome! I also repent of the fact that I didn't take any pictures at Thanksgiving. Mom, Dad, and my brother Ben came into town, and it was so great to see them. We observed the Morgan family traditions of visiting Gardner Mill, more pie than is proportionate to a Thanksgiving dinner, arguing on who would pay for what, lots of card games, retelling the classic stories of the time that Dad kicked Chula the poodle and the adventures of Grandma's wedding catering business, and place mats at every meal. My parents are officially in love with Noah, despite his fussiness over a really bad bout of eczema at the beginning of the week. Hydrocortisone is my new best friend.
Because we had my mom as a ready and willing babysitter, Aaron and I observed the Sisson family tradition of deer hunting over Thanksgiving weekend. We didn't see a darn thing. Plenty of fresh tracks, but not a deer to be found. I even went tromping through the oak brush and houndstongue plants to scare them up, but to no avail. I just got houndstongue burrs on me from head to toe. Oh well.
Here's a few more pictures of Noah and his adventures in grapes, his new walker, and other sundry activities:
"Um, Mom...I thought I had to be 16 to drive..."
"Mmmmm.....grapes...."
"Give me back my grape!!!"
"Hey Mom - watcha doin' with the camera?"
::Gasp:: "Don't take pictures of me - I'm naked!"
2 comments:
Someday you can use the naked pictures as bribes!
Where again did you go to the dancing expo, and have you found a place for classes?
Cute pictures! I was really confused when I went to your blog today; I chose the same Christmas background as you and for a second, I thought I had gone back to my blog. Good choice. :)
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