The
most important thing at Thanksgiving, having as close as possible to a 1:1
ration of pies to people. Just kidding of course it's celebrating all of your
blessings with people who you love, but pie is a close second. Thanksgiving day
was a real triumph for dad as he ate his first full meal since we got to
Colorado. He got food poisoning (or was the only one to fall to a stomach bug)
during the trip and by the time we got to Gma and Gpa's house he wasn't feeling
great. He then spent the next 24 hours being violently sick. He was shut up in
the basement bedroom on strict quarantine. On Wednesday he finally ventured out
of his cave, but he clearly wasn't back at 100%. Thursday we were all grateful
that he could join us again in the land of the living as well as the fact that
no one else had gotten sick.
We
had originally planned to go skiing over Thanksgiving, but with dad being so
sick that plan had to be scrapped. We went ice skating on the outdoor rink next
to the library instead. It was a lot of fun, and the weather was beautiful-
around 60 degrees. This made it ideal to be outside, but we were glad that we
got to the rink right when it opened, because things were getting slushy by the
time we left. Leona was super grumpy about falling a bunch and didn't want to accept any tips on technique, but she was dogged in her determination to keep getting up when she fell.
Other
highlights from the trip included seeing "reindeer", playing games,
staying up late, movie night, going to the Parker tree lighting where there
were ice sculptures as well as performances, and Leona getting a hold of dad's phone to take way too many photos. We had a really nice time and the
kids were very good sports considering the drastic change of plans and the slow
pace of the trip.
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