Just three days after being discharged from the hospital, we packed up the Highlander and Ryan, my Mom, Charlotte, Darcy and of course, myself, headed down to Evansville to kick off Thanksgiving 2012. Just imagine that car ride for a second…
It actually wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Darcy behaved worse than Charlotte, and even then, she was good…by Darcy standards. Charlotte essentially slept the entire way and only required a pit stop in the lovely city of Terr(ibl)e Haute.
Our Evansville Thanksgiving was pretty low key. Lots of walks were taken during the 60+ degree days we had down there, my mother made a delicious feast and Charlotte watched the Macy’s Day Thanksgiving Parade for the first time. Don’t worry, we don’t actually let our newborn watch TV, but it was pretty special when she turned her head toward the television every time a marching band appeared on camera. I hope this doesn’t mean she’s going to end up like her Dad, and I have to spend my Friday nights in the stands at high school football games that I could care less about…but I digress.
(Let the record show that Ryan feels the same way about show choir.)
On Friday, we packed up once again and headed up to Greenwood for Ryans’ family’s Thanksgiving. In Greenwood, Charlotte had LOTS of visitors — her grand Aunt Jen, Uncle Louis and Sophie as well as Zack and Amy, Katie, the Freemans, the Hoffmans and the Ecks. She was spoiled rotten with attention and gifts and indulged in yet another Thanksgiving meal.
In sum, it was a fabulous time spent with family and friends, and I was most thankful this year that Charlotte and I were in Indiana instead of the hospital, which was nearly a very possible reality for us.