.i promised myself.

I promised myself I would take time this Thanksgiving and take some actual photos.  Not just the, I have my ipod I'll take an instagram shot, that I seem to be taking more and more of.  I planned to try and capture some of the magic of the holiday, but alas, when it comes to reality, life sometimes has other plans for you.  I dealt a sick toddler most of the day Thursday, so the few photos I did get were...yes from my ipod...and not really good I might add.  Oh well, I'm glad at this point that I got those.
The day before Finn got sick he enjoyed a little exploration time in the cupboards.  Every time I think this kid has figured it all out, he surprises me with something new.

 Thursday morning Finn was still relatively happy so we made some hand and feet turkeys.  I wanted a craft to remember his cute little hands and feet, and found this simple one (if you can call tracing a squirming 22 month old's hand simple).

 ...still happy

But as the day wore on, Finn wore out.  We all gathered at my sisters house to enjoy the festivities, but as you can see, Roy and I spent most of the time holding Finn and watching Curious George...good times!

I captured a few of the highlights, like dropping our "discontented" pumpkin off the balcony.

 And my masterpiece of a key lime pie.

Of course we stuffed ourselves beyond guilt, and had to record that my brother (even after eating more then three people combined), had abs as flat as a pancake.  It was only too funny to compare with the 33 week pregnant lady!

Even though we were preoccupied by dealing with sick-o Finn, we had a really lovely time with my family, and had some time to reflect on all that we are grateful for.

In other more recent news-
It took a few days, but Finn has gotten through the worst of his cold, only to come out the other side a miserable ornery cuss!  I might be feeling more this way because I just don't have the energy to deal with his tirades, but he is definitely going through an awful stage right now.  Very whiney, clingy, busy, naughty, destructive, and EXHAUSTING!  I tell him all the time, "I love ya kid, but you're driving my nuts right now."  Keeping my fingers crossed that he gets some of this out of his system before baby girl gets here.
Speaking of baby, a friend of ours gave us a few newborn diapers she had found.  As I was putting them away, I couldn't help but marvel at how tiny they were.  I just held one and stared at it for awhile trying to fathom how little those babies actually are (which is weird that you can even forget)...I can't lie, it made me a little bit excited to hold baby M.  As of right now she is posterior so the mid-wife gave me some exercises to do to help her turn over.  She is so active though, that I doubt she'll stay in one position until the very end...so that gives us some time to get her turned the right way.