Tripping Over Cobblestone

Thanksgiving Turkey

    I have a weird philosophy on Thanksgiving. If your kids all have crupe and you don’t want to do anything but watch movies. Steak and Potatoes. Or if the potatoes don’t cook cause you forgot how to bake, baked potatoes. Steak and green beans (yes we had Steaks and Green Beans.) Christmas will be much better. I will make up for all previous holiday slothfulness. He He. Ok probably not since my idea of unpacking after a move includes a six month period of "Where the H E double LL is all my stuff?"

    Hopefully this transition will be smoother.

    I am going to bed because I am getting the giggles about what My band’s co-worker said in a huff.

    "Don’t declude me from the conversation!"
 

    That for sure doesn’t have anything to do with Holiday meals, Crupe, nor finding packed items in a timely fashion. So I have to stop typing now. Good Night.
 

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Obsession

    I am a Pen, organizer, journal, paper goods….Freak. Thing 1 his obsession is Trains. Sleeping trains,  plays, and works on trains. I am trying to bring other aspects of trains into his line of site. He can tolerate trucks but there is nothing like Trains. He will watch anything with a train in it. His eyes light up and his voice goes up 4 octaves when he even sees track. Christmas is easy. Polar Express. Christmas trains. GEO Trax. And all things trains.

    He just pulled all the drawers out of his dresser and lined them all up and is calling it his bedroom train. HELP. He is so sick with this Crupe/chest cold. He has been avoiding naps and going to bed to play trains.

    La-La not so easy. She likes things but not to the extent that Thing 1. This year’s challenge is her gift.   
 

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