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... of December

The house is so quiet now! It's very surreal to just be alone with Quinn for the first time in over a week. We don't really know what to do. We are trying to have a day of rest, but there are so many things to do, it's hard to put them all out of my head and focus on rest. So we are doing things like going out to eat, blogging, talking to people on the phone, and I would imagine that a nap will be in my not too distant future. Tomorrow we will return to reality: Quinn back to work, me putting away literally "loads" of laundry and doing more "loads" of laundry. Why is there so much laundry!?

At any rate, it was a really good birthday/Thanksgiving week. Having so much family in town is really such a blessing, even if it means the post departure to do list might be a bit longer.

We went down to my sister and brother in law's house in San Antonio for Thanksgiving day and night. Don't judge, but we had ham, because it's soooo much easier. My sister did most of the big stuff and we all brought a side item. So we had the complete feast. It was excellent. Here are some pictures from the day:

Grandpa and Grammy Ward at the dinner table.

My dad and I with full bellies (mine was full of a little less food and a little more baby).

Abram playing with Grammy's pretty necklace (so gently!)

On a walk with Eric, Quinn, my dad, and Fenway through some in-development land.

Fenway, ready to be unleashed!

Quinn stealing Fenway's bed.

Liesl and Eric sharing Fenway's bed.

We also got some good Nana and Papa shots.



Those are some good looking people!

The next day, we came back up to Austin (minus Eric who had to go in for a 30 hour orthopedic surgery call on Friday at 5am). We spent the time swapping out Fenway and Obadiah every few hours because Obie is a dog attacking punk. We also did a little shopping, some laying around, and a lot of playing with Abram.



There was also a lot of face licking and "Fenway! Off!" going on.

Abram is also working on giving hugs. Man, it was cute. I got one too, but the picture of mine looks like my head isn't attached to my body, so I am not including it here. But let me tell you: having your child hug you (when they are not a naturally snuggly baby) is just about the best feeling you'll ever experience. Here are Nana and Aunt Liesl's hugs:

Overall, it was a great Thanksgiving. I was definitely less tired than last Thanksgiving, but I had the same wonderful people around me. I am beyond blessed and have so much to be thankful for every single day.

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