Happy Thanksgiving

Yes, it Dec 3, but I figured I should post about the Turkey holiday before I move on to Christmas. I hosted Thanksgiving at my house this year. My mom and little sis (yeah she's 20 and about 5 inches taller than me, but she is the baby) came on Wednesday to spend the night. My Mom was her usual self. I sometimes wonder if she actual enjoys the holidays. I made the deserts, put the turkey on, made the cornbread, started the sweet potatoes went to bed at 2 am. Holli loved having people in the house and loved having an Auntie to tortue so that kept her occupied until bedtime. I got up at 6 am to finish cooking and cleaning and then waited for my middle sister, bro in law, niece and nephew show up. We enjoy our Thanksgiving feast and then I crashed. I remember turning on the game, my little sister getting out the games because we always play board and card games together. I sat on the couch for a minute and when I woke up it was the 4th quarter of the Cowboy game and I had missed most of Thanksgiing. I was so excited about hosting at the new house, but I was not a very good hostess. So I guess the first Thanksgiving in our new home will not go down as a memorable one. I did win 60 dollars in the football pool so it was Thanksgiving was not a total disaster. :)

The Babysitter

This year was a first for The Diva. She spent the entire day alone with her father.
The Diva is in Kinder so she was out for school on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and her after school program is only open when the school is open. I had to work so Dad was volunteered to watch her since he was off from work. The reports I received from The Diva is that she has the best Dad in the entire world. I am sure it has something to do with the fact that he let her watch tv and eat snacks all day. The report from Dad was that they had a great time. She was no problem at all and that he had swept my floors.

Later that weekend I was going to have Holli read her school books to me. She said she didn't have to read them because she had read to her Dad. He had told her he wanted to hear her read. Yeah I know, my heart thawed just a little towards him. :)

How important is matching?

Holli was getting dressed. She has on Jeans and a really cute mint green sweater. She is wearing sneakers that look like ballet slippers and turquoise socks that show thru the strap on her sneakers.



Our conversation
Me- Are you sure you want to wear those socks?
Holli - Yes
Me - Do you think they match your outfit

Holli - They match my bedroom

Me- okay, carry on





:) Yep that’s my child