J-Bird got to sleep over at G&G Bennett's on Wednesday night. We walked up and spent most of Thanksgiving day there just hanging out and helping cook. TJ finally put it all together and learned to ride his bike that day. We made him get on his bike and ride up to Bennett's. He rocked that bike ride and now he doesn't want to get off. He is constantly asking to ride his "bike with no training wheels." Not bad for a 3 year-old.
Lots of birds this week- I walked the lake with the chillies twice this week and we saw so many birds. The usual geese, ducks, coots, seagulls, pigeons and finches were all around. We were excited to see 2 big pelicans sitting in the middle of the lake both days. It was an unusual treat. Then the most delicious bird of all- the Thanksgiving turkey- made its appearance at Gram Bennett's complete with a fabulous pot-luck meal with both sides of the family.
What we are thankful for this year (as stated on the car ride home from Thanksgiving dinner):
Dad: Mom (Me) who takes care of the family and house, J-Bird who loves math and is a good big sister, T-Bone who learned to ride his bike and likes to play with Dad, Coop who is learning to speak so well and is fun to play with.
Mom: Dave who loves me tremendously, our awesome chillies, that Dave is 2 weeks away from graduation!, church and my calling in the Primary (kids are the best)
J-Bird (6): Jesus, Mom and Dad, my warm house and my warm blanket
T-Bone (3): playing guns at Ben's house and playing super heroes.
Coop (1 1/2): Binks! Noot-nacks (fruit snacks) trains and his softee blankey
And rounding out this long entry is our fabulous crab feed on Friday night at my parents house. I don't remember when the retail gurus named the day after Thanksgiving Black Friday. I think it's lame and accurate all at the same time. To me, the day after Thanksgiving is RED FRIDAY because we drive to Half Moon Bay, buy fresh crab right off the boat and have a crab feast that night with family and friends. It was an awesome day!!
Little Coop was so scared of the crab but he couldn't stop talking about them and wanting to look at them. He would point and say "Babbies" for crabbies then crinkle his nose and back away. So cute. J-Bird was a crab eating machine. Our 6 year-old weighing in at 47 pounds ate at least 1/2 crab by herself. She sat at the table and cracked her way through that crab with the rest of the adults. T-Bone tried the crab too. He liked playing with it more than eating it and provided some entertainment for the table I'm sure.
