A whole bunch of family came over this morning for brunch (whatever that is). We played a very spirited game of ball with Great Grandpa C.
It was super fun, but a little exhausting.
We lost Gary after awhile. Hairy found him.
We certainly made sure to entertain our guests, with Grandpa C's help.
Eventually it was time to say goodbye to all those people. Gary was kind enough to help us put our shoes on.
When it was time for us to leave (yes we left before our guests, we had to go watch our Mizzou Tigers stink up the place), we made sure to give everyone goodbye hugs.
It was so much fun, the morning and the hugs, that we decided to give everyone two hugs.
It was a beautiful day today. After our nap, we headed to a tree farm to find a Christmas tree.
It was a little confusing at first. Because, well, look, there are trees all around us.
Turns out, we were looking for just the right tree.
Once we found it, we were a little surprised when Daddy cut it down. We brought it home nonetheless and now it resides majestically in our basement.
It really was a beautiful night - just look.
(you can click on the photo to make it bigger)
With all those people coming over tomorrow morning, we better start cooking.
There's an awful lot to do, Daddy better help at least a little. We know Mommy will.
There are SIX cups of flour in there. Think of the mess we could make!
Maybe we should split up. We can get more accomplished that way.
The dough we made was really gooey, but don't tell our guests that.
Last but not least, we needed to knead it. Tomorrow we'll eat it.
There was all kinds of food all over the coffee table in the family room. Lots of crackers, cheeses, chips and salsa. We gave the salsa a good try . . .
. . . but dipping our chips in Great Grandma C's water was more our speed.
Apparently bad football is also part of the Thanksgiving tradition. We partook until boredom set in.
We decided playing piano with Great Grandma K was more fun.
She did her best to teach us to play with our fingers, but banging on the keys is definitely the way to go.
We tried to be a little helpful too. There were so many buttons on these machines we didn't know where to start.
We talked to Grandma and Grandpa Strosnider the other day.
We told them all about our weekend full of fun activities like going swimming and going to Costco.
It was a great conversation as always.
Bye bye now, call us anytime.
. . . or you just might miss us. In addition to blocking the wind and keeping our legs warm, wind pants (or hockey pants as they're known is these parts), have nearly zero friction which allows for stair navigation and hyper speeds.
Our awesome Aunt JenJen sent us these helmets as a Festivus gift. No doubt they will help us in the feats of strength.
We were a bit confused at first. What do we need a toaster oven for anyway?
As we tore open the box, we realized by the terrible wrapping job what these gifts were for.
We gave them (and the box) a good test. We're still a little uncertain about actually wearing the police officer and race car driver helmets.
We're also still figuring out how they work. The buttons on the steering wheel actually operate the lights and sound on the helmet. Pretty cool.