You know when you really like a blog and enjoy reading it and stuff and one day they decide they no longer feel like blogging and seemingly drop off of the face of the earth? Yeah, that didn't happen here. I'm just lazy. And life keeps on going and I keep on taking pictures of happenings and mundane daily activities and I fail to do anything with said pictures. And then a week goes by and I don't blog and barely do any homework and instead eat about 2 dozen sugar cookies.
So now what do I do? Ten different posts about various life events including but not limited to: Alana went to girl scouts, Thanksgiving, Alana's Thanksgiving school thing, Witten is five months old today, Ava is my forgotten middle child who is happy to just eat cookies with me and watch Jake and the Neverland Pirates. Those things are blog worthy, but they are getting all smushed into one post. Except maybe Witten, he can have his own, I like him best cause he still naps.
Coming up first in the past week's events: Witten can roll over. He wouldn't when I got out the camera, he wasn't feeling it. But he totally can, trust me.
And his first Christmas is coming up. He loves the tree, it makes a good babysitter.
His manliness makes up for his not as masculine Christmas ornament.
Our Thanksgiving routine is fairly predictable and it hasn't changed much over the years. We spend a couple of hours with David's family in the morning, then we go to my dad's house in the afternoon and stay there for the duration of the Cowboys game. The Cowboys play EVERY Thanksgiving, and I'm married to their biggest fan, so he ALWAYS watches the game. This year the outcome was less than desirable so he was sad, but he has had a lot of Thanksgiving wins in recent years so he'll be okay.
It was like 75 degrees outside so the girls played a lot, we watched football, ate turkey and pie, and looked at Black Friday ads. Witten had his first taste of pureed sweet potatoes and he put on a poker face so I couldn't really tell if he liked them or not. It was a pretty standard holiday, nice and low key, unlike stupid Christmas.
On Thanksgiving night David insisted on going to Walmart to buy Brave for cheap. I already have my issues with Black Friday, but I really refuse to go shopping on Thanksgiving, so he went alone. He came back with tales of crazy people ripping open packaging to buy cheap crap. The next day, in spite of my feelings about Black Friday, we ended up going shopping. It wasn't super crowded but we didn't go till like 11 so all the hardcore crazies were done by then. Thanks to that last shopping trip we are essentially done buying presents. Only 29 more days till we open them!
I'm hoping that the next few weeks before the holidays are nice and relaxed, but who am I kidding. I still have three kids, so no matter how few outside obligations I have I still have to feed and dress three kids everyday, I just don't have to dress myself everyday, I aim for every other one instead. Freshly washed hair and non-elastic pants are so overrated.