Now...Thanksgiving and Then Some

Lucie knocked off a few more premiere events.

She gave thanks for free-flowing milk, butt paste, and leak-free diapers. We gave thanks for leak-free diapers and the butt that fills them. We spent our annual Thanksgiving dinner at Grandma and Grandpa's house. It was great fun seeing Skip, Jean and the gargantuan Peyton - gargantuan not just because she's bigger than our peanut, but because she has a big personality. She's not afraid of the camera, that one. We also spent quality time with Myla and fiance Bryan. We will work very hard to find fish bowls for their wedding, since that's the only detail that hasn't been fully planned. Sandy and Larry put on another fine turkey day, with a juicy grilled bird and all the fixins. I prepared the stuffing and squash/butter/maple syrup/butter/ cream/butter soup. It had butter in it. Very good food and company for all...

We then made the Friday trek up to Bubbe and Zadie's newly remodeled digs and just hung out. Literally. Paul has been hanging onto his beloved macrame swing, made to swing from the railing of the second level of the house. Knowing no fear and loving macrame much like her Zadie and her father, Lucie immediately took to swinging. After manipulating her Aunt Whitney (who has named herself Aunt Nini, to go with Aunt Dana, until Lucie can speak and calls them both something completely different) for several sets of pushes, Lucie made the rounds of family and friends. Joyce made us the Thanksgiving quiche (no turkey in honor of the veg-head mother of Lucie) and there was much merriment. We can't wait for Lucie's first dip in the lake...

On Saturday, we took part in the union of Michael and Ta, Larry's oldest son and his Montessori-teaching, world-traveling fiance. While there was an early snow cover, it was a beautiful sunny day and wonderful wedding - with a little something for everybody. There was fine food and drink, cooing babies, good conversation, and heart-felt best wishes for a great couple. There was also drunken antics (not to be catalogued here), crying babies (see the attempted Christmas card turned "grandparent photo from hell" below), and family intrigue (if you were there, you decide which family and which intrigue to recount). Clearly, it was everything a wedding should be.

It was a memorable first Thanksgiving and filled with the people and traditions that will become not just Lucie's firsts, but her every years and forevers.