Showing posts with label Deb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Deb. Show all posts

Friday, December 12, 2014

Thanksgiving, 2014

So we made the annual trek to Kansas City to Aunt Erica’s for Thanksgiving and boy was it worth it.

EVERYONE came this year – Ayla, Alyssa, Jered and Aunt Jan from New Mexico; Nonie, Deb and Uncle Jim from New Hampshire; Grandma and Grandpa from Nebraska and all five of us from Chicago.  Tons of fun, lots took place:

I got pampered bigtime and we did the hair train with our cousin Alyssa.




We played with Ayla for an entire day in Kameron’s closet with all her old dolls and toys.

We hung with Mom a lot; it was her birthday after all.



I took up the saxophone… and then later we played dress up rock band.


Mae did her thing in the kitchen (she is TOTALLY the Sous Chef of the family). She made a turkey apple with Aunt Jan...

And here you can see her with Aunt Debbie preparing the fruit turkey.

What’s a fruit turkey?  Well, you start with a piece of fruit…

 And then about 30 minutes later you have a fruit turkey.




And we interrupt this program to give a nod to the trio of head chefs - Nonie (Claus), Grandma and Aunt Debbie!

Pax spent a lot of quality time with Grandma, played peek-a-boo at breakfast...


 And hung out in an empty box a lot (I know, right? Like, what?)...


And owned it at shuffleboard

And our most favoritest thing we did was spend time with Aunt Erica’s dogs. We took them for walks, gave them treats, let them out and back in and did a whole bunch of snuggling with them.




Mae always gets lots of kisses from those doggies.



And then, on the way home, Mae found her shadow, which she lost about 3 months ago. Thank goodness we found it, somewhere near St. Louis.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Easter Weekend | Part II

So we left off Part I of the post with the big ol' bunny about to do what he does at my house. Well, he did. There were some sticker books and drawing pads left in our baskets...



And there was a serious egg hunt in our house.


Yep, bunny has a little bit of a foul sense of humor, I think.

And I hesitate to say this because I don't want strangers to start sending me facebook messages like I hear happens to people that win the lotto, but Mae and I are rich.

It was off to Nana's later that day for some more Easter festivities. The boys and I decorated Nana's holiday tree out front...

And then we got our grub on...

And then it was time for our third egg hunt of the weekend.

But wait, Finley, your'e not in the picture above... I see Corinne, Luke, Sophie, Isaiah, Mabel, Hannah and Eli.


Oh, right. Well, it might have been the tryptophan in the ham that... wait, nevermind... I don't know, I was really tired so I actually wanted to take a nap so I missed the egg hunt.

But you know who didn't? MJ.



So I wake up and it's then that I realize I'm really miffed that I missed the egg hunt. So Luke and Isaiah and Eli set up a whole separate egg hunt just for me out by the swingset. Moral of the story? Have awesome cousins.

Yep, sneaky spot, Eli, but I found it.

After the egg hunt Mae went all Landon Donovan on us and decided to show off her soccer moves.


When I say we put in a strong showing playing outside today, nothing shows that more than the remnants of dirt, sand and snot that Mabel Jane came inside with.

A few more nice pictures from the day/weekend of some of my favorite peeps:

Nana and Buddy

Mom and Dad

Mom with Noni and Aunt Debbie


Oh, and in case you didn't notice, when it's Easter, I bring it hardcore with the bunny ears.


And just when you thought I was the goofiest looking kid in this next photo, check out the kid behind me in line with the basket on his head. Well played, young Easter soldier.