Since I am awake and not napping (see also: toddler shrieking in her bed and NOT sleeping and baby complaining in his swing and NOT SLEEPING and me feeling very annoyed by all that AS USUAL), I will post some photos.
The Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. I have always loved it! Becca was into it, too.
Also, note the cabinet door that is RIPPED off...the wood just SPLIT. I finished that armoire myself when we were first married and it has been through hell and back. It finally bit the dust. With the wrinkled, stained carpet and the Sharpie-marked couches, our family room is really looking KLASSEE these days.
The whole crew I was bound and determined to get our Christmas card photo taken. And we attempted it. But Becca insisted on wearing that hot pink bow in her hair (with her navy dress) and no tights, with Snow White dress shoes and a long costume jewellry necklace. Oh. And she had to carry a dead carnation as well. Then, she spent most of the photo shoot pouting or pretending to be pregnant (see below).What Andrew did all Thanksgiving Day...
...except when he was doing this....(luckily the Longhorns won, so this wasn't a prophetic photo!) Jane made snowmen cookies with Becca.
Given my obsession with Reese's peanut butter cups, since this photo was taken, there are now unmentionable numbers of headless, and therefore hatless, snowmen.