Thanksgiving 2007

Well today was Thanksgiving and we had a rather traditional meal that turned out very good if I do say so myself, but the rest of the day was not so traditional or so pleasant. Chloe and Drew were absolutely wild. They woke-up fighting. I had to break up a hair pulling, kicking, screaming fight over the building blocks this morning before breakfast. Drew landed himself in the corner where he argued, cried and angrily stomped his feet. I calmed him down by making muffins and letting them help. After breakfast they resumed the fight over the blocks; this time it was Chloe that couldn't get it together and she ended-up in the corner. Next we had to run to Wal-Mart for a few things that I forgot. They continued the fight in the buggy constantly complaining that one or the other one was being mean. Finally I was at the end of my patience and I called Allen to bless him out. Not really sure why I was going to fuss at him, guess I just wanted to inflict a little pain on the only other person responsible for these two little monsters.

After getting home with them and feeding them turkey (I lied and called it big chicken). Drew will only eat chicken, so he thinks turkey and pork are also chicken. They calmed down and watched something on the Disney channel and they were really sweet for a couple hours until nap. I don't even have the energy to discuss how painful nap time was. Chloe was absolutely determined to not take a nap and it was a battle of wills to make her go to sleep. Drew wisely sucked his passy and snuggled with his blankie while Chloe misbehaved.

After nap they fought some more before supper and then they ate together and fed their babydolls and were so sweet, until time for dessert. I made their favorite (or at least it is usually their favorite). Strawberry-short cake, three layers of delicious moist cake, strawberries and whipped topping. Drew said "It good mommy" and Chloe said it is "Yucky" without even tasting it. That angered Drew and he began yelling "It good Chloe! You take it back!!" Chloe would not stop saying it was yucky and Drew kept yelling how good it was. I made Chloe leave the table and go to the living room, which hurt her feelings. So, she began telling us that she would just have to go live with Grandma and not have a little brother anymore.

You know it is really funny. No matter how frustrated I become they always manage to do something so sweet that I instantly feel better and the stress is gone. Today it was Chloe getting right in my face, nose to nose, smiling that beautiful charming little smile and then she gave me the biggest hug those little arms can give. Drew had a similar moment at nap. He took out the passy, leaned over and gave me this big wet kiss almost as if to say "Don't worry, I love you Mommy". Thank you God, for my two greatest blessings.