Friday, November 27, 2009


The annual Thanksgiving snapshot of the boys:

Thanksgiving in the maternity floor waiting room with the Rose Family, without the children. Thanks to the H1N1 virus, no one under the age of 18 is allowed in the hospital unless they are a patient. There were many families sitting outside the hospital with their kids, having a Thanksgiving picnic. We left our kids at the Chase's.

Since they couldn't go in person, the boys made a special Thanksgiving greeting with their photo to give to Baby Brooke! How sweet!
Home from the hospital, and loading the car with our contribution to the Chase Family Thanksgiving dinner, the boys decide to climb a tree in the front yard. One of them stepped on the main water spigot, which cracked below ground leading to a geyser in the front lawn. We couldn't turn off the main water line, so we called the city. Because it was a holiday, they sent the fire department, in their biggest ladder truck to turn off the water at the street. Nathan saw my face and began to cry, fearful he wasn't long for this world. He was lucky it was Thanksgiving!
We are that family who can never have a simple, quiet holiday. It just doesn't happen. It's not Thanksgiving (or Christmas) unless things get wildly out of control in a quirky and unexpected way. We don't have a lot of family traditions that carry from one year to the next, but it would seem that this is the one that has stuck!

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