post-turkey musings

Had some quality time with my four nieces and one nephew, almost all of whom were sick to some degree. Jeff came back from the cottage with a cold; I am crossing my fingers very hard and hoping I've escaped. But even if I came back with a bug, it was worth it. :-) Most relaxing point of the weekend...holding my six-month old nephew Garrison, and smelling his head. I kid you not. There's something incredibly therapeutic about the smell of a baby's head. I wish I could bottle up that smell and take it with me to Philadelphia. Am I weird, or are there parents out there who know what I'm talking about?
Quote of the weekend...showing up at my sister's place to find Annie, clad in her blue Cinderella dress, in tears by the front door...
ME: "What's wrong, Annie?"
ANNIE: "I'm nervous."
ME: "Nervous about what?"
ANNIE: "I'm nervous about Thanksgiving."
Today's blatherpic:
My nieces Olivia and Brittany, carving a pumpkin.

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