Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy (Belated) Canadian Thanksgiving Everyone!

We held our second annual open house and invited our friends and family over for yummy treats and snacks. We had a great afternoon of fellowship with our loved ones and we really enjoyed watching Caleb play with his friends. He hasn't seen gal-pal Celina in a while and they were really cute playing together again. McKenna fit right in and the trio were on a team that he quickly dubbed the Red Devils (his soccer team). Their antics involved silly dances for the parents, races and blanket animals. It was noisy and beautiful. A wonderful thanksgiving. Same as last year I managed to not take any pictures at the open house but we got a few beforehand. Most notably, Chai's tutu. If you know me, then you know if I had a daughter she would be sporting a tutu most every day. When Caleb and I found a Chai-sized purple one, it was a no-brainer. Isn't she adorable!?!

 

 

 

MS Walk

Last weekend Brian and Caleb took an overnight trip to Waco for the annual MS Walk. Caleb was super excited to see his cousins and to take a Daddy-and-Me roadtrip. It was the first time I slept alone in our house since Caleb was born...I missed them A LOT! But Canadian Thanksgiving requires a lot of prep work and that kept me home. Apparently the boys had a lot of fun and Caleb enjoyed playing with Madison and Gabriel. He really loves his cousins and has developed a big attachment to his Houston grandparents. He came home chanting "MS stinks." Very sweet. Brian sent me pictures of the Dude while they were gone and recordings of the dude saying he loves Mommy. I am just glad that they are home. Home Sweet Home.

Pumpkin Patch

Fall means Pumpkin Patches. Just ask Caleb. So when we had to the opportunity to go to the Flower Mound Pumpkin Patch he was ALL for it. Grammy's friend, Janet, was watching her two grandchildren and wanted to have a playdate. Caleb hasn't seen Savannah since they were babies but the two immediatly reconnected. Little brother Colton shares a love for all things fireman, so needless to say the three had a blast. They reunited this week during Grammy day and Caleb came home quite happy. Apparently Savannah thinks he is her boyfriend and he isn't objecting much.

 

Grammy and Pop Days

It took a long time for me to give up my Dude for even a few hours, but eventually my Mom and Caleb started the tradition of Grammy Days. Once a week, they get together to play and it is a much cherished occasion for them both. Since my Dad's retirement, he has become a part of what is now Grammy and Pop day. I feel very blessed to have my parents close enough to be able to do this and their relationship with Caleb means a lot to us. I only recently discovered that I do not have any pictures memorializing this tradition! That had to change! So this is the first in what I hope to be a series. Caleb starts Kindergarten next year and these weekly visits will become much less frequent. He is growing up so fast and I am absolutely getting mushy. We filled out his Kindergarten application this week and we will be going for a campus visit on Tuesday. Yup, I am getting really mushy.

 

Yee-Haw

Two weekends ago, my parents had tickets to Lewisville's Western Days and Caleb spent the entire week in anticipation of seeing the cowboys. However, once faced with said cowboys, he got rather cozy with Mommy and Daddy and lost all sense of adventure. At moments like that, we are reminded that our amazing little boy is still only four. He is still very little no matter how big he acts. The big bbq shaped like a pistol did not interest him and the mock-up shoot-out was not at all fun. He spent the whole time cuddled into our necks with his hands on his ears. We weren't complaining. We still love our cuddlebug's cuddles. He did love the pet expo with the friendly Husky and the car show though. And the rain didn't bother any of us in the least. Not even Chai.

 

Rockstar Fireman

A few months ago I told Caleb that he could be whatever he wanted when he grew up. At the time he just couldn't decide between fireman (his long-time passion) and rockstar (his new passion). He was so excited that he declared within seconds that he would be a Rockstar Fireman. There really isn't a day that goes by where he isn't parading around in his fireman uniform, rocking out to his guitar or whatever music he is listening to. I don't want to ever forget this stage. This period of time when everything is possible and a four year old can expect to be a fireman when is five...with a guitar.