Thanksgiving

So it's almost Christmas, and I havn't posted my Thanksgiving pictures yet.  Such is life... I don't want to miss these getting posted, so here we go.  We had Thanksgiving with Rob's family at his sister Tara's house.

Madi loves Abby, and always wanted to hold her.Whenever I was nursing Abby, Madi would ask to hold her.  I'd tell her she couldn't, because I was feeding her.  She'd say, "nuh uh, you're not feeding her."  I'd say something about mommy's milk, and she'd say, "no...you don't have any milk"  Um... I'm not going to explain that one to her.

Here's the yummy dinner.

Sena and Abby

My kids loved the big meal.  They especially loved having all the pie.

Nathan, Weston and Madi

We have Clint to thank for most of the food.  Rob thinks he should have his own cooking show:)  After Thanksgiving, Clint made his famous "Grouchy Burgers," and it was the first time I got to try them.  YUM!

Abby and Cameryn

Matt was caught eating huge spoonfuls of corn out the the bowl.  I tried to get him to do it again for a picture, but he was too upset from everyone laughing at him.

Rob & Sarah, and Steve and Madi enjoying a friendly game of poker.

At one point, Rob was winning big.

...and Clint was borrowing chips.  He ended up winning though.

Grandpa helped Brandon with strategy.

Abby loved all the toys Tara pulled out for her to play with!  Tara sent most of those toys home with us.  Yeah!

The kids played school toghther, with Nathan as the teacher, of course.

Matthew is always in cars and truck heaven when we visit Tara and Steve.

I love this picture of Abby grabbing Grandpa's shoelaces.

Rock Band was a huge hit.  Sarah is playing drums with Jerany.  Cameryn and Tara are on the guitar and bass.

Staples

Last week at book club, we were talking about injuries our kids have had.  I made a comment about how my kids had never broken bones or needed stitches.  I pretended to knock on wood, but I guess I should have really found some wood to knock on.  Yesterday, at the end of school, I got a call from Nathan.  He said that they had stacked their chairs and he was cleaning the floor around his desk, when a little girl knocked his chair off his desk and it hit his head, putting a gash in it.  I woke the kids up from naps and raced to the school to pick him up.  The gash wasn't big, but it looked pretty deep.  At home I checked the web site of my sister-in-law docmisty, because I had remembered her having a post about determining whether or not to go to the doctor for stitches. The cut looked like it went through several layers of skin, and my gut told me I should take him in.  We have a huge deductible (basically it's catastrophic coverage), so I'm super selective about going to the doctor.  Someone has to be really sick, or I have to have a strong gut feeling for me to take them in.  People complain about co-pays, but they are much better than paying out for the whole amount of the office visit.  Anyway... So I wouldn't have to drag four kids along with me, I waited a half-hour for Rob to get home. I took Nathan to our friend Dr. F., and I'm glad I did.  The wound did need to be closed up, so he got 3 staples in the back of his head.  He was really good about it and didn't freek out at all.  He even made us all giggle as he was getting shots to numb the area. 

 I feel bad for the poor kid.  He's doing fine though, and seemed to get a little too much attention at school.  Hopefully they won't crawl around cleaning up the floor with chairs perched on their desks anymore.  

Merry Christmas to us! (sigh)