Thanksgiving was almost two months ago now...but with a newborn, time to write on the blog does not come as frequently as I would like! When there is laundry, dishes, meals to cook, groceries to buy and a baby to take care of, I unfortunately don't have the time I'd like to devote to this little space on the Internet! But I am working on creating better habits with writing, and hope to be posting more often! Not only is this a way to stay connected with family, friends and our mission partners, but it's also a great way to remember our lives now as new parents with James!
Anyway, for Thanksgiving we braved our first time flying with an infant and traveled to visit my family in Chicago. We did not know what to expect--either James would hate flying and scream the whole way to Chicago, or he would be a happy baby as he normally is. We prepared for the worst, but to our pleasant surprise, he did great! He slept pretty much the whole way, and then at the very end of the flights woke up to eat. He didn't cry or fuss, even though it was a long day of traveling. We arrived in Chicago on Wednesday evening, before Thanksgiving. We settled in and let James play with his uncles and grandparents!
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James fast asleep on his first flight! |
Thanksgiving morning we "ran" a Turkey Trot 5k in Chicago with my mom and brothers. Bryan, James and I walked the whole way, soaking up the cold but very sunny morning back in the city where we met! When we finished, we met up with everyone at a local bar for a Thanksgiving morning cocktail.
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Babes in bars |
The rest of Thanksgiving was spent at my parent's house, eating and enjoying each other's company. It was a fairly quiet day, while everyone played with James and spent time with their favorite nephew & grandson!
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Uncle Neil with his beloved nephew! |
The calm Thanksgiving was a nice prelude to the rest of our weekend in the Midwest. We were resting and preparing ourselves for the crazy weekend in Wisconsin with my extended family, to celebrate Christmas! It deserves a whole post of its very own.
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