2008-11-27 Thanksgiving

We spent Thanksgiving with the Indianapolis Smillies (all of them), going up Wednesday after John got off of work. He and I were a bit startled to be greeted by a closely shorn "Boo" when we walked in the door. The little dog had had a run in with the groomer's shears, and came back, um, slightly denuded of fur.

We enjoyed a nice evening with everyone on Wednesday (and Sarah very graciously let John and me sleep in her bed that night), and on Thursday morning we all had a BIG breakfast. A yummy breakfast. With not too many left-overs. We missed the parade, though.

By the time breakfast was cleaned up it was time to get working on dinner. No surprise to anyone who knows me, I baked (at home while getting ready to go) and cooked along with them. I made a lemon meringue pie and resurected Grandma Jacobsen's cranberry walnut salad (which, unbeknownst to me, David had had a hinkling after, as the Smillies' say), and both turned out pretty well (although I need to get the recipe I used to use for crust from Mom. This crust didn't turn out too well). Then we were all off to share and spend the afternoon and evening with a few families in the area.

We came back to the Smillies' house to wind down, and after John had a nap we drove home to Cincinnati so that I could be at Baby's dr. appointment early Friday morning.

All in all, a memorable "first" Thanksgiving.

Today we reached a milestone - 100 days until Baby's due date!



Last Friday at our follow-up ultrasound, the technician estimated that Little One weighs 1lb and 15 oz. Just slightly ahead of schedule for growth, but very healthy and active with a strong and steady heartbeat. We can hardly wait, especially now that I can barely see my toes. :)

:: adorable little face, on its side ::

so little, so precious

Last night I finished knitting a sweater and pair of booties for Baby. Darcie Newton introduced me to a lovely book called Simple Knits for Cherished Babies back in August, and now - with the weather getting colder - seemed like a perfect time to see if I remembered how to knit. I found the book at the library (which was wonderful, since it seems to be out of print at the moment), and, with some yarn I had saved from an angora sweater I had bought in Peru a few years ago, spent several very enjoyable days making these for Baby. It took a few tries to get some of the steps correct, and I ended up taking a few artistic liberties with the sweater pattern, but now I could hardly be more pleased with the results.

It seems hard to imagine that in about four months there will be a pair of feet and pair of arms small enough to fill these. I can hardly wait.