This weekend was a blast! We spent lots of time with family and it was nice to escape the city and get some good time to relax (even though we stayed up way too late)!
We had fun with Nana and celebrated Thanksgiving and Faith's 13th birthday on Sunday night!
We spent Monday with my family for Thanksgiving.
Grampa, Mr. Stannix and little Camilla spent part of the afternoon up in the garden digging the last few rows of potatoes. Camilla enjoyed sitting in the potato holes and getting wheelbarrow rides. It was a chilly fall day, but oh so beautiful. Mr. Stannix tended a giant fire for the rest of the afternoon as we burned the old raspberry canes. Camilla trucked around outside, played ball with Daddy for a while and played with Grampa. I got to snuggle Mr. Stannix by the fire as we talked about our hopes and dreams for the future. We both agreed that we wanted something like this someday, an acreage where we can relax and putter around outside, it's good for the soul.
My Gramma came home from the hospital this week. She's had a tough year full of surgeries and illnesses. Now that she is feeling better I brought the kids over to see her. She got to hold Hyrum for the first time since he was born. With the illness that she had she wasn't allowed to hold or play with the children for the longest time. Finally, we were able to get a four generation shot.
Tears filled her eyes, and emotion overtook her as she hung onto her great-grand baby for the first time since he was born. Camilla snuggled up to her as well. It was a very tender moment. My sister and I snuggled up with her on the couch after and she let the tears flow. She held our hands, and pulled us in close and there we sat, the three of us together. It was also sweet to see a special moment shared by Gramma and Grampa as they snuggled on the couch. That is fifty five years of love and life right there.
My Mum and Sis baked pies for dinner. It was the first pie my sister has made and it was de-lish! My mamma makes the best apple pies, so she's learning from the master.
Dad carved the turkey for dinner, and we all crowded around stealing pieces of meat here and there, or as we passed through the kitchen.
Camilla climbed up in the chair as soon as I put the dressing on the table and while we were all busy in the kitchen prepping food, she stole chunks of dressing right from the bowl. When I noticed I moved it to the other side of the table and she said, "Hey, bring that back here! It's good for Camilla!". She then had a meltdown at dinner because she missed her nap. She didn't want dressing or potatoes, and then when I took them away she DID want them. She ate so much, I don't know where she put it all. Then I bathed the kiddos and Mr. Stannix packed up the car. The babes were asleep before we even hit town and snoozed the whole way home.










