Thanksgiving has been and gone. Our guests preferred last year’s Winter Luxury pie to this years pie of many pumpkins despite its strong showing at the pie taste test. However, I believe I achieved pie nirvana with a deep dish apple sour cream crumb pie. I made six or seven other things for Thanksgiving, including a cranberry fig sauce which I forgot to even remove from the fridge and which we will now be eating for days, but really could have stopped after the pies.
The now five of us usually spend the day after Thanksgiving in downtown Seattle, getting a vegetarian brunch in Fremont and then walking around to visit the troll under the bridge, look for used clothing, marvel at the boutiques and get some fancy snacks. The past two years we have then moved onto Ballard for more small store shopping and dinner. No 5am Walmart shoppers here! My learning curve with the new camera is quite steep and the lens I have for it, well, does not lend itself to nice portraits in overcast (read: winter in Seattle) weather. However, this means the Christmas card shot remains elusive and thus photos from the day can be shared here.
Those girls are fierce!
It was a great day. Baby C hardly napped (hard while walking around in the cold in a stroller with no suspension while all sorts of interesting people are around—you can see her attention is often diverted in the photos…) but was a sweetheart the whole day anyway. Despite picture number one up there, she is a happy smiling baby at all times. And “crazy eyes” M is suffering from 3 separate ailments (much to my shame when I took her into the pediatrician on Wednesday to check her out) but complains about none of them and is second only to Baby C in good cheer.
Baby C seems to be speeding towards her first birthday but remains firmly rooted to the ground for now. She dances and pats and will occasionally clap to music. She has given high fives. She waves and says “hi” pretty clearly, and “mommy” and “daddy” less clearly. She attempts to blow bubbles during swimming class (and baths) but usually ends up coughing up a bunch of water and then sneezing. And then immediately trying again. She gets excited for books, Birthday Cat, and daddy sightings, squealing and bouncing for joy. She spent about 20 minutes the other day repeatedly trying to put on a hat and headband, but mostly throwing them backwards over her head.
She loves to unload things and evenly coat the floor in toys.
She has one tooth on top and three on the bottom and several more that seem to be on the way (and which only bother her at 4 am).
We still haven’t gotten good shots of her in the chair this month. Sigh. These may have to do.
Well, much Christmas shopping to be done, a first birthday to plan, and Christmas baking to be commenced. I have pulled out all my Christmas cookie magazines from years past and need to nail down a plan for the annual baking plate to be shared with the neighbors. 2010 is here, 2011 is here, and 2012 wasn’t blogged last year but I still managed to get it out despite being 9 million months pregnant (you may notice the plate has just four items this time—something had to give).
I believe the photo is from one day before my due date…which was 11 days before the baby was born.
What a difference a year makes. Sniff.