Will's First Thanksgiving

Last week went by in a blur. Since I was off school Wednesday through Friday, and it costs full price at daycare if they watch Will even one day, Will stayed with Grandad on Monday, and Rolf stayed home with him on Tuesday.

Will had a good time on Thanksgiving, although he really didn't want to nap at all. He's always afraid he's going to miss something cool if he goes to sleep when there are more people than just us around. After his vegetable turkey baby food, we tried a little table food on him. A small bite of mashed potatoes, a couple of peas, mashed, and a teeny tiny taste of chocolate pie. He seemed to like it all. Here he is, looking like a typical American after Thanksgiving dinner.




Friday, Rolf's dad and stepmom came in with his aunt and uncle. We hosted a secondary Thanksgiving dinner for them that evening. Saturday, we took them to North Park mall to see the toy train exhibit. Will was enthralled. I wish I had pictures of him watching those trains roll by. After lunch, we went to the big Half Price Books, where Will had his picture made with Santa. As soon as we get a printer that works, I'll get that scanned in and posted, either here or in the picasa album (see link on the right). Then we visited Central Market, where Will had massive (wet) diaper leakage. Fortunately, we were in the company of doting grandparents and a great aunt and uncle who spoiled our boy by buying him clothes when we were at Macy's. I rushed Will to the car through the cold rain, opened the back of the Vibe, and changed him as quickly as I could in the parking lot. That evening, it was once again difficult to get Will to sleep. Rather, I should say it was hard to get him to STAY asleep. He was tired enough to drop off multiple times, but he was so afraid of missing the party that he'd wake up after about 5 minutes. Finally, after the relatives headed off to their hotel, we were able to get him to stay asleep.

Sunday, Rolf's relatives concluded their all-too-brief visit, and Will took a long nap. We were going to go cut down our Christmas tree with my parents (a tradition), but the cold rain started up again. It was fortunate that the weather didn't cooperate, however, because Will had a bad afternoon. He was inconsolable. I'm sure it was the combination of being the center of attention for three days, his teeth hurting him (they STILL haven't broken through, poor baby), and his schedule being out of whack for nearly a week. He screamed himself to sleep on the way home from my parents', and slept for over two hours. He woke up in a MUCH better mood. Getting back on schedule was the best thing for him. He had a great day at daycare, even though he didn't nap much, he ate a good dinner, and he is now taking his evening nap (which he approached without getting fussy).