The day went by so fast that here it is Friday when I can sit down and wish you all a happy thanksgiving! I've been gearing up for awhile. Planning menus and buying food. Watching Charlie Brown's Thanksgiving and Mayflower specials with Ellis.

I went down to Lancaster on Wednesday afternoon after a fun Thanskgiving party at school with Ellis. My sister helped me a lot. We made the pumpkin pie, the stuffing, and our favorite cranberry dish in the world.
The kids got to bed kind of late. And Marlowe was fussy all night. I forgot the teething tablets. Around 5 am, I was trying to settle him, and Ellis stirred and wanted to snuggle. He wouldn't go back to sleep without me, but Marlowe was crying and crying. So eventually I just gave up, and we all got up. Ellis snuggled in front of some On Demand, and I went downstairs to put the turkey in the oven. It was happily cooking away by 6.30 am. I worked in the kitchen off and on all day, making garlic mashed potatoes, baked sweet potato fries with fresh herbs (scrumptious!), spaghetti squash with parmesan cheese, collard greens, all the while babysitting the turkey which I kept basting with butter and white wine per Martha. Marlowe wins the Happiest Baby Award, because he had so much fun bouncing around all day from person to person to exersaucer to person.

I had been frustrated that Ellis woke up so early, because I knew he'd be cranky, so when he fell asleep watching the parade, I was so happy (and a little shocked), he woke up later with a burning fever, whimpering on my lap. This sort of threw a wrench on the pre-dinner wrapup, but Daddy was able to help with Ellis snuggling and my mom got things all warmed up, and we got dinner on the table okay. My parents, sister, two brothers and brother's GF were there, in addition to my aunt and uncle and four cousins, and a friend of my parents. It was kind of a crazy afternoon with dinner and keeping Ellis comfy. We left in the evening. Ellis was still pretty miserable. But he slept all night, and woke up this morning with a normal temp and his normal happy self. So it must have been a one-day bug kind of thing. He's never sick, I mean, never, so I was so sad for him.

Anyway, Marlowe fussed all night. And I'm exhausted the morning. (I did make super-yummy pumpkin pancakes, though. A little crazy, but so yummy!!!!)