Thanksgiving weekend is one of my favorite weekends of the whole entire year. First of all, I think every weekend should be a 4 day weekend, because it gives us plenty of family time and friends time and relaxing time all at once. Two day weekends are just too stressful trying to fit everything in.
But Thanksgiving weekend is just perfect. Thursday and Friday are nice, lazy days to spend with the immediate family and not do too much. Saturday and Sunday you’re rested and recharged to take on the more ambitious outings. And the whole weekend is filled with love and laughter and happiness and really it’s just enough to melt my cold, dark heart.
We went to the park on Thursday and had a lot of fun swinging, running around, staring at strangers, and refusing to wear our jackets (in fairness though it was unseasonably warm on Thursday).
Friday we practiced our family selfie game (weak, tbh) and created a complete disaster area in our room. We also took a walk to the lake, but it was just me, so I didn’t get any pictures with them. Mostly I was just trying to keep them out of my mom and sister’s hair so they could get the xmas decorating started.
Sunday was Bryan’s dad’s birthday, so Saturday night we went over for pizza and family time. There were 7 adults and 4 children (all under 2, but half of whom aren’t mobile yet) and it was just beautiful, glorious chaos. The girls had a fabulous time running literal laps around this “new” place (they’ve been there plenty, but I don’t think they remember very well). Rosy lost her mind when I dared to hold her smallest cousin, but oh well. You’ll live, kid.
Sunday was family day – Bryan and I took the girls out to lunch and let them run around the mall. Theoretially we were hoping to get some Xmas shopping done, but that was pretty much impossible while trying to corral these little tornadoes. It was worth it, though.
Happy holiday season!