Well I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. We had a great time out in Palmer with Tyler's family. Though we were missing some of the family there were still lots of us to celebrate the holiday. We had about 21 people for dinner and enough food to feed twice that many. It is always so fun to get together with family and friends and share a meal and Thanksgiving has to be one of my favorite holidays (besides Christmas of course).
Since this is our first year with a kid I have been thinking about what type of traditions we will want to start for the holidays with our family. I don't have many ideas yet but one tradition that we have is Thanksgiving morning cinnamon rolls. I thought this was a tradition until the night before Thanksgiving I told Tyler that I didn't think we were going to have cinnamon rolls in the morning 'cause I had just gotten over the stomach flu and wasn't in the mood for baking. Tyler responded, "What? We've never had cinnamon rolls on Thanksgiving morning." I laughed and couldn't believe that the last 5 years of Thanksgiving cinnamon rolls was not remembered. So, in order to make it a true tradition (one that Tyler will now hopefully remember) I got up and made some cinnamon rolls for the morning. Yes, they were delicious and the perfect start to our Thanksgiving. Neal even got to try a small bite and one bite was not enough for him :)
This was Neal's first Thanksgiving and unfortunately he didn't really get to enjoy any of the Thanksgiving food. Neal has been sick (stomach flu) the past few days so eating a Thanksgiving meal on a recovering tummy was not going to work for him. But that didn't stop him from having a great time with the family and sitting at the table with all of us enjoying his saltine crackers and juice. I did end up giving him a little bread dipped in gravy and he devoured it like it was candy.
I think he is really going to like Thanksgiving next year 'cause I can't think of one dish that we had that he wouldn't love. Sadly I think he paid for that delightful gravy on the way home. We left the house and not more then a mile down the road Neal threw up in his car seat...poor guy. Thankfully we were close enough that we turned around and were able to go back and clean him all up at GiGi's house. It was a much nicer drive home with a clean baby, car and car seat. He seems to be doing good today but we are sticking with the saltine crackers and juice for now :)






