Thanksgiving Weekend in Photos

We started the day watching the parade on TV, and remembering how fun it had been to do it in person. The boys are happy to have seen it live, but also very much like it in a nice warm house in our pajamas.

Nagy Papa came over for dinner. “The men” all enjoyed some baseball in the backyard while I had an easy going afternoon in the quiet kitchen. We enjoyed a viewing of White Christmas after dinner, which only my dad and I had already seen. Good food. Good company. Great day.

Friday night the boys had a sleepover at their freinds' house, and B and I went to see Four Christmases. It was about as good as I expected. But it was great to be out with B and in a movie theater with only grown ups!

Saturday was a great day to finish up the last leaves from our Sweet Gum tree in the front (which is always last to bloom and last to fall). B spent some time reorganizing the shed for winter. We also finally planted our hollies between us and our neighbors. Our outside looks great in winter!

R decided it was too nice a day to help us out with chores and instead made himself a fire. After he talked B into letting him make a fire ring with stones, in a spot in the grass which was already bare, and dragging those stones down from the front of the shed to do it, he went into the woods and found plenty of dead wood for an excellent fire. Then he sawed it all up and lit the thing. It was awesome. “Only two logs were already cut for a fire. I cut all the rest myself.”

R had also spent some time filling buckets with water. He even used the tub from the garage that I had taken the Christmas lights out of. “I'm filling them with water so they'll freeze and then I can crack the ice with a bat.”

All that time E had been inside playing Jumpstart Adventures 3rd Grade (computer game), but he came right out when R told him there was a fire. E had a really hard time not being allowed to participate in fire maintenance, but loved his 30 minutes or so when R finally went inside. He took it well when I told him Dad would be coming inside soon, so he'd have to stop adding sticks. Even R was surprised at how well he had kept it going.

Well Sunday morning (this morning) there was ice. R couldn't get any out of the smaller pails because “it was stuck”. But he really enjoyed the nice sheet that came off the Christmas lights' tub. He used B's sneakers to stomp and slide on it.

I also came across this today:

B told me that E read the whole thing to himself very, very quietly. Quietly enough that he himself could concentrate on his own reading.

I am actually feeling hopeful that my boys may still be readers :-)

My Beautiful Boy

Reveling in the pouring rain and bouncing on moon shoes. And singing.

I stayed dry in the car while R was in his White Memorial class.