Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving. We went to Aunt Nona and Uncle Mark's house in Larkspur today. We had a great time. Matt had to work but got to stay for dinner and more. Nathan has reached the age where you just don't see him much of the day. He was off with Brody in Uncle Mark's 'garage mahal' watching/playing video games, who know what else they were up to today. Brody came home with us tonight, Nathan is so excited. They're sleeping together in the downstairs guest room right now, hopefully sleeping anyway. They both seemed exhausted.

Whitney loved her first Thanksgiving, loved the food anyway. There is not much she won't eat. She doesn't like baby food meat but that's all I can even think of. She does prefer to feed herself, but I run out of ideas for finger foods and reach for the jars of baby food. She took a great nap at Aunt Nona's. She is so easy!!

Fischer and Radar dug out during the night. Radar came home this morning but we still haven't found Fischer. It's snowing, so I'm a bit worried. (I, not Matt, would love to find these dogs a new home, but don't want to get rid of them this way.) Just checked the Humane Society's website, his picture isn't there. He does have a chip, no calls yet!

Time to get started

Okay, life is crazy. I feel like I need to be super mom, super wife, super pharmacist amongst many other things. Recording my family's history and memories is one of my priorities that is always causing guilt so blogging seems like a great way to feel like I'm accomplishing that. I love to get on the computer at night, usually go to bed way too late, but it's an escape for me. I've been keeping a hand written journal about Nathan and Whitney's stories, but this will be way better and typing is much faster. I'll probably remember more too. So here we go...

First to explain our title. Nathan=Nate=tor'nate'o=nato and... Nato just started calling his sister 'littles' which cracks us up that it may stick. Where did he get that????