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Babies and Thanksgiving

Blake and I arrived at my aunts house the same time Brittany, Jeff and Marina had arrived. 

A little while later we arrived in Eureka.

Meadow kept pushing herself backwards into Marina. Then Marina would try to touch Meadow's foot. 

This was the first time Meadow and her cousins were together. It was a good thing there was a lot of people to pass around the babies. 

Brooke's Aunt Jill loved taking care of our little tike, though I think Nolan is her favorite.

Brittany had made me a nursing scarf and forgot to bring it. Thinking I would use that I didn't bring my cover. I borrowed Nolan's blanket in the meantime. 

Marina is getting big. I tried holding her a few times, but she's picky.

With spouses and babies Thanksgiving keeps getting bigger. 

As always there's football to watch. 

We had to get a photo of the babies with their great-grandparents. This photo sums up each of them pretty well. 

These were the best two images. It was impossible to get a good shot. It didn't help having five people trying to snap a shot either.

Meadow needed her mom after that raucous. 

Next year we will have to have a separate children's table as opposed to the kids table we still eat at. 

I spy Meadow eating somebody's fingers. 

Apothic Red, the wine Gail made us pick up the other day, turned out to be decent.


Marina loved playing with all of Nolan's toys. 


Then my mom arrived after a shift at work. 

I think she brought the ice with her.

Can you tell Blake and Grandma are related?

Someone's always  playing with a puzzle during the after dinner relaxation hour.

So many babies. It was like being at a day care. 

Uncle Steve put on some baby TV. Meadow prefers football.


This was the first time Meadow has met her great-grandpa. 

We all were tired for various reasons and skipped our annual walk. Whoopie pies would suffice.

We also had to get a photo with the cousins together. 

Gail needs a new camera.

Marina and Meadow weren't having it after awhile. Nolan didn't understand what all the fuss was about. 

 Even without Nolan the baby girls were being divas.

I tried to get a peek at Marina's new teeth before they left.

We called it quits early this year. When we got to the car I said to Brooke, "It's only 5:30?" I guess I'd been up for twelve hours.

My dad had built me this horse rocker/bouncer when I was 2. Someday Meadow will get to use it. I took it home with us and plan to repaint over all the scribbles.

Blake loves his new nieces and nephew. 

It was fun being in Little Chute, but we had to go see my rents.


This post is in loving memory of Grandpa Jack who passed away on Tuesday, December 10. It was great to see him one last time.

Comments

Looking at Grandpa holding the babies makes me want to go hug him.

I was thinking about stealing that horse but I really like the IKEA moose better.
Amanda said…
I love the cousins picture. :)

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