Happy Turkey Day!!

I hope everybody had a great Thanksgiving Day!  We had a wonderful time with my mom and sister who got into town on Wednesday and with our friends, the Fischlis, from around the corner.  I saw a couple of fruit turkeys on Pinterest and showed them to my sister who made her own spin on it.

 

 

Christine made the turkey but we wanted to make sure to have LOTS of leftovers so I picked up a small one at the store and Paul pretty much took care of the bird while I spent Thanksgiving morning baking pies and rolls. 

 

The Fischlis came over around 2:00 and oh baby, did we feast.  Christine has mad turkey roasting skills - it was fantastic. 

I am pretty simple and straightforward about Thanksgiving dinner and don't really like messing around with tradition.  And I always make sure to save room for pie.  Like, LOTS of pie.  My dinner plate:

I made Razzleberry and Apple pie, my mom made a banana cream (Paul's favorite), and Christine made a pumpkin.  I absolutely believe in having a slice of every flavor of pie available. 

 

We set up a kids' table, which went okay, except Clara kept getting down early and I realized I'm sort of terrible about enforcing an "everyone stays at the table until we are all done eating" rule. 

After all the food and cleanup the kids and dads watched "Tangled" while my mom, sister, Christine and I played Scattergories and Ticket to Ride.  It was a wonderful Thanksgiving Day.

 

And it has been a great November, overall.  This little video isn't from Thanksgiving, but you can see the Gratitude Tree that we did for Family Home Evening early on in the month in it.  Clara has loved adding leaves to it.  Her friend Blake was visiting for the morning while his mom and baby brother were at a doctor's appointment and Blake wasn't super enthusiastic about the lunch I prepared (carrot and red pepper sticks with ham & cheese sandwiches).  Clara was being very encouraging about eating.

 

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Journaling, Napa Valley, Halloween Footnote, & the Aquarium

I don't consider this blog my journal.  Honestly, I don't.  As much as I love recording things, it turns out that I am terrible at keeping a journal.  I start 'em and write for a few days before I give up because I hate my handwriting.  Lame, huh?  But I love when I stumble across old journals with a few pages of ramblings here and there and get a little glimpse into my past.  Blogging does help fill some of the void that my inability to maintain a journal leaves though, and so every now and then you might see a post like today's.

Last Saturday Paul and I woke up early and discovered that for once we had no plans for the weekend!  With that realization, we quickly packed a daybag for Clara, hopped in the car and headed out for Napa Valley and Bodega Bay.  The drive through gold and green vineyards heavy with black grapes was lovely.  Many of the leaves on the vines are changing colors to rust and orange and plum and it was the perfect way to spend a fall day.  I wish we had photos, but we just never pulled out the camera, and honestly, when you take as many photos as we do, sometimes it is nice to enjoy the moment and capture it only in your mind's eye.  No photo we could have taken would have done the true thing justice anyway and besides, it gives us one more reason to do the drive again.  We stopped for lunch at Gott's Roadside in St. Helena and had the absolute best chocolate shake I have ever tasted with our lunch.  The onion rings and my chicken club sandwich were pretty insane too.  After wandering through the shops on St. Helena's main thoroughfare, we drove out to Bodega Bay (where Alfred Hitchcock filmed "The Birds") before heading home.  Bodega Bay was a big disappointment, and we won't do it again. 

Then on Monday, my law school friend Dorothy flew out to stay with us for a few days with her 2 1/2 year old daughter Summer.  I bullied Dorothy into taking Summer trick-or-treating with me and Clara and honestly, I had so much fun.  Dorothy had left Summer's costume in Utah, so I just tied my coin skirt from Istanbul around her waist and draped two huge leis around her neck and we were off.  I rediscovered how much I love trick-or-treating this year when we would walk up to a house decorated with orange lights, skeletons and glowing pumpkins and an elderly couple would answer the door together with jack-o-lantern grins on their faces. 

Our neighborhood has a nice mix of older couples who have lived in these homes since they were built in the late 50's and young couples who have recently moved in.  I realized how much joy these older neighbors who don't have kids in their homes anymore must feel to participate in Halloween and have the neighborhood kids ring their doorbells and engage in even the smallest of conversations with them.  That kind of interaction doesn't happen nearly enough, I realized with chagrin while we were trick-or-treating, and I felt love for the two grandpas who live in the houses across the street from us and bring us plums from their yards in the summer and pick up our mail for us while we are on vacation.  Anyway, enough about Halloween for this year.  I can't wait for Clara to actually be able to toddle up to their doors next year and hold her own bucket.  It will be darling, I just know it.

Finally, I have a few photos from the Monterey Bay Aquarium that I took yesterday.  Dorothy and I drove down there with the girls and spent the afternoon looking at eels, hammerhead sharks, penguins, starfish, bluefin tuna, and jellyfish.  Clara was entranced; absolutely fascinated.  (Sorry for the quality of these photos - all I had was my iPhone.)

There is one huge room with a two-story clear wall running the entire length of the room called "The Open Ocean" where you watch schools of fish swim against a blue backdrop.  There are no fake rocks or plants or anything else in the exhibit, just tons of water and fish and it really feels like you are 50 feet or more below the surface in the middle of a vast ocean.  Clara just stared and stared as hammerheads and stingrays floated past us or schools of sardines glittered by en masse.  I want to go again with Paul so he can see how much she loved it.  The room was super dark though, so none of my photos turned out from that exhibit.

These three eels were super colorful and super gross.  Eels creep me out.

My little pearl.

I even helped Clara touch her first starfish. 

See the leopard shark swimming toward Dorothy's head?  There were loads of them in this exhibit called "The Kelp Forest". 

So, yeah, lots has been going on and we have been having fun times around here. 

One last thing:  November is National Adoption Month!  You know how important adoption is around here, so we can't let it pass without mentioning how great the world of adoption is.  We hope to have some really good adoption-related posts for you this month, so stay tuned and if anyone out there has any questions about adoption in general, our adoption plans for the future, or Clara's adoption, now is the time to leave a comment and we will see what we can do to answer them. 

Neighborhood Watch

We have a neighbor who lives across the street from us named Hans.  I think I have mentioned before that I pretty much think that the name Hans is awesome because it has all of the letters of 'Nash' rearranged.  Anyway, Hans is a very nice old man - like a grandpa.  And I have realized that having a grandpa live across the street from you is a pretty awesome thing for a variety of reasons:

1) One morning Paul left for work and forgot to shut the garage door.  Hans noticed that both of our cars were gone and he knows that we are both lawyers and wouldn't be home all day, so he came over and put the garage door down for us.  When we got home from work that night (completely oblivious to what had happened), Hans came over and reprimanded us in a nice "you-should-be-more-careful" way.

2) When we got back from Utah after Christmas, Hans came over with a box full of mail and a plate of cookies that had been left by my visiting teachers.  He explained that he and a few other neighbors (other older folks on our street) had considered calling the police when our mail started piling up.  He reprimanded us and kindly asked us to let him know when we are going on vacation in the future so that the neighbors don't have to worry that something bad has happened to us.

3) Hans explained garbage collection, recycling, yardwaste collection and the problem of people driving too fast down our street the very first day that we moved into our house.

4) Grandpas have basically every tool you could ever want, so today when Paul needed a table saw, he just went across the street and asked Hans if we could borrow his.  Hans not only agreed, but he pulled the table saw out of his garage so that Paul and his brother Dave could have space to work.

5) Hans put a number of cardboard boxes on the curb today with a sign that said "Free Stuff".  Dave grabbed the unfinished Lincoln Logs which he plans to take home and paint for our nephew Colton. 

So I baked fresh loaf of bread this morning and took a loaf wrapped in a towel and piping hot across the street to Hans' house just to let him know that we feel lucky to have such a good neighbor watching out for us young-uns.