This Thanksgiving feels completely different then any one of them that I have ever had and that's because this Thanksgiving...I'm a mom. I couldn't have asked for a better feeling then knowing that I get to start holiday traditions with my family. I may never cook a Thanksgiving meal for quite a few years with this family but hopefully sometime I'll be able to participate more in cooking of the turkey and throw my own Thanksgiving get together in MY house.
This year like all our holidays, we went to David's parent's house in Blountville, Tennessee. It was good to see the family and let Fallon play with her grandparents, aunts, and uncles. She really enjoyed being able to crawl around on a carpeted floor and make distance where our wood floor she has to try that much harder to get anywhere because they are a little slick for her tiny feet.
Fallon got to join us and have her own little Thanksgiving feast. We let her have green beans, turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potato casserole and cranberry sauce. The sweet potatoes and cranberry sauce were by far her favorites. She has started to eat chunky "mom and dad" foods rather than just her baby stuff and she's really taking to eating that rather then the smooth consistency of Gerber or Beechnut baby food. So we are starting to move on to another milestone and that would be to let her explore her food with her fingers and start to feed herself. I sort of shudder at this thought because I know of the mess that will ensue. But a mess with babies just comes with the territory.
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