Cele-brate good times ... come on!

It was a good turkey day for most all in Warroad. (Miss Paige is getting all four one year molars in at once and Thanksgiving wasn't a good day for her ... poor little girl.)

We celebrated everything we were thankful for on Thursday with turkey and all the fixings. Ryan's aunt, uncle and cousin were able to join us. It was fun spending time with them. The highlight of Riley's Thanksgiving was when Brad (Ryan's cousin) took Riley home with him and took him for a ride on the 4 wheeler.

Friday we hung around the house in the morning and then headed into great grandmas for some visiting and some ... wait ... yep, angel food cake. No, we couldn't go to great grandmas without some kind of pie or cake. (Not that I'm complaining by ANY means.) That night we celebrated the "babies" first birthdays with dinner and a fancy reindeer cake that grandma Fern had made. We had them sitting next to one another while they ate their cake ...and at first Paige was stealing food off of Weston's plate, but by the end she was giving hers to him. Weston was clean enough that a washcloth did the clean-up trick ... but Paige, not so much. (I have a ton of pictures I'll post once I get the chance to process them.) Into the bath she went.

Saturday we celebrated Christmas. Riley tore through his presents and was ready to help others as needed. Paige started opening but lost interest a little bit ... she was more interested with was was inside them once it was opened. Weston ... well, Weston was most interested in why one of his gift bags was loudly squeeling like a pig (this all thanks to a toy Uncle Ryan picked out). Needless to say there were many laughs. We rounded out the day with another big dinner and a "Final World Championship Cribbage tourney" between Clint and Tammy and Ryan and I (WE are the CHAMPIONS ... ha ha).

It was a fun time ... but it was also good to get home. Poor Miss Paige is still dealing with her molars. Her and I have cuddled the past few nights in the rocker in the living room because the pain wakes her up. While I LOVE that she lets me cuddle with her, I hate that she's hurting.

So there you have it ... it was a great weekend of celebrations. :)