Tuesday, November 27, 2007

And After A Long Time...All Of Us

Can you hear the Monty Python's Flying Circus theme song? The end is coming and instead of the awaited foot it's......me. I bet you (whoever you are) thought I was never going to post again. In truth, I post so infrequently that each time I attempt it, I have to try at my username and password three or four times before I get it right. So, to reward you, I will post all these lovely pictures!

Pictures, ha! The only reason I even have these pictures is because my brother Miles took them when he was with us for Thanksgiving and then e-mailed them to me. For that matter, the only reason I even had Thanksgiving was because Miles came over from Knoxville to fix it for us. Oh, the ambition was there, but, in retrospect, I think if it had been left up to me, we would have had the green bean salad that I fixed and nothing more. Perry and Daisy take a lot of comfort from blankets. Or, for that matter, anything blanketesque--like a paper napkin or a shred of (clean) toilet paper they have managed to snag while I had my head turned. But what's even more like a blanket is my skirt or apron (yes, I wear an apron while I cook--I make too much of a mess when I cook not to don one). Anyhow, the babies like to grab ahold of either of these two things and suck, Perry on his thumb and Daisy on her fingers. They stand in the kitchen doorway and wait for me to light in front of the sink or the stove--then they pounce upon me like a mosquito would, so that I don't even know they've attached themselves to me. Until I take flight again and nearly trip over their soft little bodies and hopefully manage to keep hot particles of food off of them. And so, green bean salad was all that I fixed and left, by virtue of a lack of time, the rest to Miles: turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, sweet potato casserole, creamed pearl onions, butternut squash gratin, pumpkin pie and pecan pie. David was actually able to take Wednesday and Thursday off and keep Perry and Daisy happy while I attempted to cook. But then there was Calvin, who seemed to need to nurse every time I turned around to start something new. And yet, by the end of the day I felt I had missed the entire day with them. What good was Thanksgiving if the main things I'm thankful for, my family, were distant from me all day? Any older moms out there who wish to offer any advice, I'd love to hear it. Maybe I can employ it next year, or if I'm really crazy, for Christmas if I attempt to cook Christmas Dinner.

1 comment:

Kaycie said...

Oh I understand so much... I have an email address that I hardly use, and when I do, it usually takes me 3 or 4 tries to get it right! I appreciate the pictures! Miles showed them to me, but I am so happy to see them again. I know how you feel about the kids underfoot already, and I only have one who isn't quite walking. I often succumb to stopping what I am doing, picking her up and cuddling her until she giggles with delight! I am glad that all you made is green bean salad, simply because you have so much else to care for, and Miles was more then willing and capable! I love you my dear friend! Thank you for reading my blog... after all, you were one of my main inspirations for starting it!