Turkey and Turkeys

Cori, Elly and I hosted Thanksgiving dinner for the first time, this year. It was also my first time making turkey. Both were a smashing success, if I do say so myself. But with eight "grown-ups", two almost-"grown-ups", and two babies crammed in our little place, things may have gotten a little silly.

A giraffe and a half

We had a blast at the Brookfield Zoo today. Cori dressed Elly in her giraffe costume (gotta get our money's worth). We asked the guy at the gate if he would let us in free, since we were bringing our own animal, but we had to pay full price...bummer.



I was pretty surprised at how much Elly got out of it. I didn't really figure she'd be interested in (or even notice) the animals very much, but she had a blast.

Elly, 10 months old

Yesterday, Elly passed the 11 month mark. Time to upload the photos of a 10 month old Elly...but first...it appears there was a batch of pics from 9 months that I missed. So to begin, here are a few from right before she turned 10 months old.

Piggy and Me

After Elly was born, Cori took a "Mommy and Me" class at the hospital, where she became friends with a group of women who all had babies around the same time. Over the past year, we (mommies, babies AND the dads) have gathered every few months for reunions. The most recent was this past Saturday, when we met at our church. Now that the kids are getting more mobile, we figured we'd need a bit more space than someone's living room, and the activity room at the school seemed like a great place. We met at lunchtime, and I voluneetered to provide the main course; everyone else brought sides/drinks/dessert. I had been waiting for another excuse to make pulled pork.

Will work for food

We had a fun, but exhausting day on Saturday.

Earlier in the week, I saw a posting on Facebook from a friend asking for help winterizing one of her greenhouses. She promised brunch as an incentive to come help. So bright and early Saturday morning, I headed over to lend a hand. Not only did I get a nice bite to eat, but she also gave me a few fresh eggs, courtesy of her hens (of course it was her hens; if she said her rooster had laid them, I would've been concerned).

After running a few more errands, I headed home to make lunch for our guests. Cori's sister Judi and Judi's husband Herschel and their son Dylan were visiting this weekend, and burgers were on the menu for lunch. When I saw those fresh eggs I had been given earlier in the morning, I had an epiphany: burgers with bacon, a fried egg and avocado. Outstanding!