A Case of the Thanksgiving Sillies

Turning on the Charm

Thanksgiving Turkey Soup

We have a tradition of making Turkey Soup with the bones leftover from our Thanksgiving turkey. This year, Will helped with the prep work!

First we put the carrots in...


















(Of course, we needed to pause for a sample!) Then, we shook up the broth and practiced pouring.

After all that hard work, it was time to settle in and watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade!

A Future Carolina Walk-On in the Making?

Diving Right In

Will just couldn't wait to get into his jammies before reading The Little Engine That Could last night! Grammy brought him this book, which was Uncle Kit's when he was a little boy. It was a gift from Aunt Debbie, for her "hootin', tootin,' engineer!"

Happy 2nd Birthday, Will!

Checking Out the Good Stuff

When drinking his milk, Will likes to periodically check (okay, "periodically" seems like every other sip) to see how much is left. Who knew that milk could be so exciting?! Wow-wee!

Out the Door!

What Does a Fish "Say?"

Will was Nemo the Clownfish for Halloween, in celebration of his signature "fish sound:"

Pumpkin Patch

Having skipped the requisite pumpkin patch visit last year, we decided to check one out this year to see what all the fuss was about. Beyond that, Will had taken a keen interest in the stack of pumpkins that our YMCA has on display (and to one rather large pumpkin in particular: "Pumpkin! BIG Pumpkin!"), so we thought he'd be thrilled at the site of hundreds of pumpkins, just waiting to be the lucky one to return home with us.

Truth be told, he was a bit overwhelmed.

But luckily for us, his enthusiasm for trains hasn't waned since the last post. A ride on the Cow Train with Daddy lifted his spirits considerably. Ten days later as I write this post, he's still talking about it. In fact, it was the first thing he mentioned when he woke up this morning. Choo-Choo trains are great, but I suppose it's hard to beat a Moo-Moo train.






















Another redeeming feature of the farm was the plentiful supply of red wagons. Will eagerly navigated his wagon of choice through the rows of pumpkins.













At last, having found his comfort zone in the pumpkin patch, Will identified his Great Pumpkin.