Because we spent our Thanksgiving holiday on our own this year (No extended family, no friends, sorry guys!), we recorded our "feast" to share with all of you. Oh, and we told the kids to get dressed in fancy clothes, and that is what they came up with.
Don't worry, we sped it up and added a catchy tune.
So here it is, Robinson Thanksgiving 2012.
Or, An Attempt At a Nice Dinner With Four Kids Under 6.
Did you catch the post-pie-plate licking? Or L1 clapping during the prayer? Or H1's sunglasses?
She is fitting in seamlessly as the adored younger sister of a boisterous set of older siblings.
It won't last forever, and I sense an intense H1/M1 rivalry on the horizon.
But when L1 repeats several times a day how cute she is, and wonders if he can hold her, and H1 kisses her forehead repeatedly, and W1 gazes at her and plays with her toes, I have hope for the future.
Because we are meant for her, and she is meant for us.
Highland park to catch the tail end of the lilac blooms.
Silly children. (I blame the slurpees.)
Did I mention that my mom is here? She's here to play the
wait-for-this-baby-to-be-born game with us. We are so lucky she's
here! If she wasn't, this waiting would be so much more stressful, and a lot less fun.