Happy Thanksgiving...ish

Cutest monster.

It has been a day since the Great Thanksgiving Feast of 2011, but this'll have to be my Thanksgiving post seeing as time seems to fly by more quickly...I wonder why...

It was a bittersweet Thanksgiving this year for me as I had fantastic times and meals with both of my families, but my mother was not able to join us because of my Poppy's (her dad's) health in Alabama.  It sounds like she had an enjoyable time, however, so we are thankful for that.  Three things I'm thankful for and three things I wished:

1.  I'm thankful for my wife and son.  Daniel has been sleeping through the flippin' night almost EVERY night.  Holy beans!  I could not ask for a better wife either.  I've been able to spend much more time with them lately and it has been great great great.  I'm excited for what we grow into.

"Leave me alone! I'm resting!...where's my milk!?"

Cute stuffs.

2.  I'm thankful for the rest of our families.  If for nothing else, they give our arms breaks from holding Daniel..I gotta get this kid walking.  Rehabilitation or something...anyways.  They are just so supportive, loving, and understanding of what we're going through right now.  These past two days show me how blessed we are.  I know not all families are such.

Grandma and her troop of grand children...well...except one.

GG and GKs

Aunt Jenny carrying two babies.  Queño watches in amazement.

Aunt Tina

Daniel ruined this picture

My dad closed his eyes as well.

3.  I'm thankful for my friends.  It is especially great to have so many friends going through this journey right now.  The advice and sympathy is very encouraging and helpful. 

Zac, Jeremy, and children.  Daniel's acting like a big baby.

4.  I'm thankful for Netflix.

I wish...

1.  ....that dirty diapers could be used as some sort of fuel alternative. 

2.  ....that spit up could be used as some sort of a fueld alternative.

3.  ....for world peace.


We're inching closer to Christmas and our Daniel's first experiences.  I'm going to have him write down his experiences this year so he can meditate on them next year.

Here's some pictures to wet your whistle.