This year was a Frazier Thanksgiving. It was a wonderful day spent with family and eating good food. Jon made delicious stuffing (it was touch and go for a bit there, but he came through in the end) and Aunt Cathy brought tasty sweet potatoes and Grandma and Grandpa cooked up a scrumptious turkey that was enjoyed by all. Lydia actually calmed down enough to go to sleep the night before by talking about all the yummy foods we'd enjoy the next day. We speculated on what the meal might include and she wasn't disappointed! Black olives and chocolate milk were the two items she lit up the most for and she certainly had her fill. And the pie. Oh the pie! Coconut cream, pumpkin and pecan. How do you possibly choose just one? You don't. I didn't anyway.
And then we danced. And danced. And danced. I had Sophie on my hip to begin with. Jon had Lydia on his. No matter how hard I tried to get that wii controller to match up with the highlighted counter part on the TV it just didn't work! I kept looking for those "perfect"s to be displayed by my name. No such luck. Jon defeated us again and again and again. It did not matter his foe, he always came up with the crown. Mad skills, I tell you! He says it's because he's dramatic with his moves and that he used to play games quite a bit. I suppose that doesn't hurt his chances, but really?! Oh yah. And he said that he's a perfectionist. I didn't buy that for one second. I'm pretty sure I'm a perfectionist, but in this case it didn't matter. I was not doing well. Let's be honest here. He's just good! I did defeat him on the final song, but I'm pretty sure his arm was nearly dead what with Lydia insisting she be held for each and every song. Still, a wins a win, right? I'll take it!
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| Isn't that hair fantastic?! |
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| This will have to do for our dance pictures. |
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| Lyds wouldn't give us a smile. So serious. |
It was a great day. Lydia enjoyed some good eats with her cousins and Sophie had rocking awesome hair, especially after her nap, but I failed to mention that she started the day off with a new skill. While Lyds and I ate breakfast she entertained herself, and then us, with a new game of peekaboo. She had her blanket on her lap in her high chair and suddenly it wasn't on her lap. It was way up high over her head. Then down on her lap again. And then back up over her head, covering her face. I got a kick out of Lydia asking where Sophie or, Percy rather, (Sophie's most recent identity according to Lyds. Percy is one of the three little pigs in her new favorite book) was (she loves it when we play that with her) and seeing them play together is always a joy.
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| Where's Sophie?! |
But my new favorite thing about Sophie happens when I'm holding her on my hip, trying to multi-task at the same time because sometimes that's the only way to get anything done, and she leans forward far enough to get my attention and just smiles at me. Clearly I am not paying enough attention to her. She may as well grab my face with both her tiny little hands and say, "hey Mom! I'm right here! Did you forget?" But that smile! Totally priceless and worth pausing whatever it is I'm working on. Love that girl. I'll keep her, teething and whatever comes with it! Our girls give us great reasons to be thankful.
