Thanksgiving Eve

I stopped off at Wal-mart yesterday and spent about $50 on a variety of items to package up into gallon-size plastic bags to hand out to the homeless folk I see nearly every day. After I picked Lovie up from school I told her that I had a project to do in which I needed her help. She was excited and after telling her what it was exactly that I needed her help with, she was even more excited.

After we ate dinner, I had Lovie put everything into piles--packages of tissues in one pile, granola bars in another, socks in another, etc. Then she grabbed one of everything and put it in the gallon-size bag. We made 10 bags and this morning, on my way to work, I already handed one out.

It's the least I can do, really. I so badly want to do more- and I want to do more with Lovie by my side to witness it. But at least this is something. (And it's about damn time, too!)


Do you know that after I thanked Lovie for helping me put the bags together she suggested that we maybe include our phone number in the bags so the people could call for more help if they needed?

My heart.

My heart.

I'm so immensely blessed. I know I say that a lot. I know most of what I post here is rainbows and butterflies, but, I mean, I'm just so blessed.

xo

Thanksgiving Day

Here we are. It's 10:13 in the morning. I've got cinnamon rolls in my belly, the water is running in the kitchen while Taye does what he has to do to absolutely demolish the kitchen and create a fabulous Thanksgiving meal. I'm so thankful for him and his love of cooking (but I abhor the mess I always have to clean up).

Lovie's in the living room watching Mickey Mouse before Sofia the Princess comes on. She cried for us to cover her with blankets at 5:30 when she'd normally have to wake for the day (during the normal workweek), and proceeded to sleep in till after 8AM. Cray cray, I tell you!

The in-laws are set to come over around 3 (so they should be here by 5).

We still need to move the shitty couches and dining room table and chairs... and vacuum. Lord help us do we need to vacuum.

I'm excited for the day to end so we can get all the Christmas crap up tomorrow! I love me the holiday season with Lovie. So fun.

Gobble, gobble: Happy Thanksgiving.

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Oh Thanksgiving weekend

Oh Thanksgiving weekend, how I love thee. How I've always loved thee, but how I love thee even more now that Lovie is with us.

Oh how I love to feast on carbelicious foods for days on end...

Oh I how I love to watch this little girl do her thing and be as cute as she can possibly be without even knowing it (here she is wearing G-pa's hat)...

Oh how I love waking up on Black Friday, making a pot of coffee, and pulling out all the Christmas decor (and, this year, Oh how I ADORED hearing and seeing the excitement in Lovie- her Ooooo's to everything getting pulled out and put up, her "oooo cool socks" comment when she noticed the stockings on the wall {no fireplace, eh} after waking from a 3 hour nap {lucky girl}, her "Snowman!" comments at all the Santa's) and tree and decorating the house while listening to Christmas music...

Oh how I love that even after two full days of just being a family and carrying on (or starting new) traditions, there are still two more days left to the long weekend... a Saturday spent out and about- first going to 10am Imnastics (gymnastics), then grabbing a hot dog before driving out to Oma and Grandma's for a lengthy visit before arriving back home just in time for bed... a Sunday spent home doing a bunch of nothing but whatever we want (coloring, snacking, bathing, watching tv, cuddling on the couch, tickle fests).

Thank you Thanksgiving weekend. You did not disappoint. Not one bit.