Oh my, this is the kind of weekend that I never wanted to end. Five days of staying up a little later, sleeping in a lot later, no major obligations, just soaking up family time.
Thanksgiving was a beautiful day.
This year we got to be the host.
And so many delicious pies. Our boys all prefer pumpkin.
Taylor told me last night that he thinks Santa gets plenty of cookies, we should make him pie instead.
Daddy was all over that.
Just about every night we cuddled by the Christmas tree with all our pillows and blankets and read books. We love to read books to the boys. Recently, we finished 'The tale of Dexpereaux' now we are interested in seeing the movie. Just barely finished 'The Fairy Tale Detectives, the Sisters Grimm', we plan to read the rest in the series. Now we are starting what President Monson reads every Christmas season. First is 'A Christmas Carol'. The old English is a little harder for the boys to follow, but luckily they know the story so I think they still are able to follow along.
There is something about the winter season that makes me want to cuddle up and read a book to our kids.
We loved our mid-day rests, naps and cuddles.
We wrote our letters to Santa.
This past month, we wanted the boys to focus more on big and little things we are grateful for. We wanted to fill our container up by the last Sunday of November. We think they did awesome!
That Sunday night, we sat around table and read what we all wrote through out the month.
Some of us here, more than once, were grateful for pottys. (Oh the humor of six and eight year old boys.)
(Taylor's brain)
(I didn't have to read)
Yah, he was quite excited that was a busy day
(Levi gave me treats)
(he plays friend with me)
(cheese....aren't we all)
(not grateful for spiders....again...aren't we all)
(I'm sure this has something to do with legos, or little guys, when his brother's go to school so he can play with their toys, cookies, or his mee-mee)
(someone sneaked this note in)
And I am so grateful for long weekends with my family.
