Gobble, Gobble!

So, everyone is talking about Thanksgiving being tomorrow and I keep getting confused. Ha ha! We aren't celebrating until Friday, so in my mind that's when Thanksgiving is. Tomorrow is just a day for travel for us. We could have left for Iowa this afternoon, but decided that it would work out better for all of us to travel in the morning.

I'm glad too, because it gave me time to get some stuff done today. I had to run some errands after work, which took me about 45 minutes. Thankfully I didn't need to take Daniel out of the car for any of them because he ended up passing out almost right away! I figured that would officially mess up nap time. Nope! I quietly brought him into the house, but he of course woke up. I decided to just nurse him and skip lunch to see what would happen. You know what happened? That boy slept until 3:30! Crazy!

I'm really looking forward to spending Thanksgiving in Iowa. It will be nice spending time with my family. Plus both of my grandma's are going to come over on Friday too! Grandma T. hasn't seen Daniel since June!

Although, I know Friday will be filled with lots of fun and happiness as we feast and celebrate a special little one year old, it will also be a little bittersweet. This year, Grandpa won't be there with us. He won't be there chuckle at silly things (with his gobble chin wobbling!). He won't enjoy a slice of pumpkin pie for dessert. And he won't be there to grumble about how terrible Iowa's football season was and how we should fire Kirk Ferentz. Thankfully, we have memories of years past to cherish. He will me missed though.

I *think* I'm going to be okay about Daniel turning one. I used to feel so incredibly sad thinking about it. I've been feeling pretty good about it lately though. He's in a very fun learning stage right now and I love to watching him grow and explore. I might tear up a little bit, but more tears of happiness because I love him so much!

Reflecting back...

Last year the night before Thanksgiving WAS the 23rd. I was holding my little newborn in my arms, completely mesmerized and in love. Thanksgiving was spent in the hospital. They had turkey, but I passed it up for pot roast. I was on a beef kick after Daniel was born. I couldn't get enough of it! Even though we were stuck in a hospital room and I was still in a good amount of pain from giving birth, last Thanksgiving was the best ever!

Lots of memories of Thanksgiving's past, but here's to new memories!

Say a prayer for us as we travel tomorrow and have a Happy Turkey Day everyone!