Thanksgiving

Our house has been full of germs for the last week and a half. Enough said.

Just before Thanksgiving, Billy got his first hair cut (trim really). Those newborn hairs had just gotten too long. He wiggled and squirmed and I was glad it didn’t have to be a great hair cut!

Pre-Cut

Mid-Cut

Post-Cut

We celebrated Cousin Danny’s first birthday that Sunday. Ricky loved pushing Danny on his new car.

Aunt Kym taught Billy how to break the pickle (swat the fingers apart and then get tickled). Billy gives you a sheepish look before he hits your hands and nose dives into his lap giggling before you even tickle him.

Billy adores Kevin!

We spent the night before and the day of Thanksgiving at Tim and Kym’s home in Cottonwood Heights. The whole fam came for dinner and games and it was a great holiday.

Ricky playing blocks with Uncle Tony.

With cousins, Shaelynn and Talon.

Ricky has learned how to spell truck. He takes magnet letters and spells it perfectly (okay, so the letters may be turned backwards, but they are in the right order).

Tonight we were singing “Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer” while fixing dinner. When we got to the line, “Santa came to say . . .” Ricky let loose, “Ho ho ho ho. Ho ho ho ho hoho hoho. Ho hoho ho ho hoho ho hoho.” On and on he went and I just had to patiently wait for Santa to be done before the song could go on. Eventually, it was time to finish the song! He cracks us up . . . and he has regained ALL of his energy after being sick on and off for a week and a half. Too bad I haven’t!