You're out of your chair, off the bed, pulling up on everything. You give true meaning to the song "I get knocked down, but I get up again..." As soon as we sit you down, or lay you down you're scrambling to get back up. I can truly notice the difference in our energy levels (to not speak of age) as I try and keep up with you in the afternoons. You just keep moving...
You enjoyed your first Thanksgiving - pureed pumpkin on Thursday, then a taste of the real thing on Sunday night - pumpkin pie custard. It was one of the first things your Mom tasted when she was a baby, so we had to keep up the tradition. It was a hit. Of course it was, sugar, milk, eggs, all the things you're not supposed to eat - but just a bit of each, and thankfully, no reaction.
On Friday night we had dinner at Irunu and Jim's and you especially enjoyed the musical interlude - from your front row seat. Then you revelled in visiting with all our guests on Sunday night during our belated Thanksgiving feast.
Such a busy, busy girl. Right now it's all good, it's all fascinating, and you want it all - right now!
We are so thankful for you, Emma.