It was good, but Cadence has been fussy lately, and the girls get cranky when they are off routine and super exited and refusing to eat anything but bread and pie. And a little turkey.
Silly girls... it's not sandal weather anymore.
She loves to watch the big girls play!
Oh Emmy. Such a little corker. I stumbled out of bed one morning just in time to stop her from taking a big forkful of butter. *sigh*
Just chillin' in my shades.
They wanted to have a picnic and it was not warm enough for a picnic, they settled for the kitchen floor.
Last week Grandma got invited to go quilting at Diane's, and she was gracious enough to invite me too. (I like quilting but they are way out of my league!) So Cadence and I got to go stitch for awhile and the girls got to play with my mom... they all had colds.
And this happened. *sigh*
She was so pleased with herself though... "I helpin' you mama!" We scrambled them for lunch.
Cecily wanted to use her sewing kit so she "needled" for a while one afternoon. I am not very patient, but she was having fun. Emmy could not keep her hands off the extra needles.
Walmart doesn't have car carts. She was running out of room so she sat on the frozen turkey, silly kid.
And domestic... haha.
We went to Washington and the farm for Thanksgiving this year. Cadence played with a tractor while we got lunch ready.
So Mom made the turkey this year (delicious!) and I somehow ended up making the gravy.... (tasted great, not quite as thick as I'd like it...just call me Lydiann). I love thanksgiving. We had so much pie. Because we are Wysses. And the pie disher-outers teased me because I wanted small slices of three kinds.
Then this happened because we weren't paying attention. Maybe she was getting ready to put on a pilgrims and Indians thanksgiving portrayal?
Nerdy games. They were very patient and let Cecily 'play.'
Ok, so sad/embarrassing story.... I decided my beloved feather pillow could use a wash and a fluff in the dryer. Well, said feather pillow is probably 20+ years old (it says Lois Schlipf on it... so, yeah...). One of the seams split in the washing machine. Wet. Feathers. Everywhere. And they were all over the sheets so they got all over the dryer too. I tumbled them for a while and vacuumed out the lint trap every 20 minutes or so. Mur. So many feathers. And then I had to sleep on a not-feather pillow for a few nights and my neck hurt. Boo.
Anyway, I was worried that there were still feathers in the vent pipe so I had Bob check it out. Not many feathers, but a dead mouse! Maybe that's what we were smelling last week....
We got out the Christmas decorations and they decorated their little tree.
And Saturday we hosted some of my cousins for the evening. We ate pizza; the guys and Cecily played games.
The girls and Jack and Gideon played with toys.
We ate brownies that Emmy helped me make- and added some extra salt to- I made soft pretzels because they sounded good. And then Trent and Clayton watched My Little Pony with Cecily... hehe.
Otherwise, I've been trying to bake ahead for the holidays, and I made a bunch of crepes for Grandma to fill. I finished sewing the girl's Christmas dresses (Cecily had her heart set on a dress that was more than I wanted to spend, and if I'm sewing for one, might as well sew for three.) So now it's almost December when it really gets crazy.... woot.
Oh, and the girls are very excited that Uncle Jakey got a job! (In Iowa, sadness.) Emmy- "Who will play with we at the farm?" Cecily- "Grandpa will have to." And Emmy won't need to sing her 'Jakey not hab a job to do' song anymore. The golden key even made it out to decorate his new digs!