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The Thanksgiving Incident

Everyone has one.  ESPECIALLY if you have kids.  ESPECIALLY if you have young kids.

This is our story.

Wednesday night: drive to MI to stay at Joel’s grandparent’s.  Don’t forget to bring your dog, since you didn’t ask anyone to take care of her while away and since you will be there for only 24 hours and everyone else brings their dogs too.

Thursday morning: wake up, get all dolled-up for Thanksgiving with the extended family and entertain kids until either A. the food is ready or B. naptime has approached.  Forget to keep track of your dog 100% of the time, even though you know she gets nervous and scared around so many other dogs and loses control of her bowels.  Joyfully watch your son slide down the stairs into the basement on his belly (a newly acquired skill).  Next goes your daughter.  Followed by panic and screaming and crying as she’s realized she just slid through and is now clutching onto dog feces.  Snatch her up quickly and take her to upstairs bathroom to begin the cleaning process.  Resist punting the dog down the basement stairs.  Instead, tread carefully down the stairs, surveying the damage and gathering up your son before he climbs back up the stairs through the smeared poo.  Take him to upstairs bathroom to help daughter and husband in the aftermath.  When in bathroom, realize son is also covered in the feces, with a considerable amount all over his belly because of the sliding excitement + shirt sliding up his body.  Cringe.  Carefully strip his clothes off and plunk him into bath.  Curse in your head about how you never take spare clothes anywhere because this stuff doesn’t happen to you or your kids and now your children will be enjoying the Thanksgiving festivities with their relatives in their underwear (or diaper).  Approach the washer and dryer that look like they are directly from outer space and just stare at them, unable to decipher which one is which, not to mention where the detergent goes and how to turn it on.  Find Uncle to help you.  Get the clothes washing and check on husband and kids.  Dry them off, try to calm down and find Grandma to let her know you need carpet cleaner because your dog crapped all over her stairs and guests will be arriving shortly.  Resist punting dog again when opportunity arises.  Finally have a moment of peace when your husband hugs you.  Everyone reassures you that not only is no one mad, but they don’t even really care and the carpet is easily cleaned (or so they claim).  Sit down.  Pray.  Take a deep breath.  Enjoy watching your naked kids running around and realize this all was kind of funny.  Later, when telling your sister-in-law what she missed, realize that this will be the holiday incident to look back on and say, ‘At least it wasn’t like that one time…’

Thursday night: Go home, texting and calling lots of friends and family about the funny thing that happened at Thanksgiving at Grandma’s

Saturday afternoon: Blog the story so that it will forever be burned into your memory

What was your Thanksgiving Incident?!


Mylin at 18 months

On Christmas Mylin ‘turned’ 18 months!
Time for another photo shoot, don’t you think?!
Enjoy these adorable glimpses into her fun little life 🙂

(little poser!)

(sad princess…)

(This is my favorite one!)

Thanks Connelly Photography, again, for the amazing capture of our Little Miss’ sweet and silly personality

partners in crime

little miss lately…

The best of friends Our little monkey: she likes to climb quickly out of this when we are not looking, and then sit in front of it to play with the knobs 🙂 We caught her!

Another new trick – rolling completely across the living room – this was the first time she managed to duck her head enough to shimmy under the coffee table – this spurred Joel’s excitement about upcoming fort adventures!!!

And lastly – our evening failsafe. When we can’t get her to be happy until bedtime by any efforts, this one always works!

And though I don’t have a video to post (because for some reason my videos never load on here…) Mylin began ‘crawling’ last Saturday! She was army crawling for a few days, then added her left knee into the movement mix, and then last night…..both arms and both legs were going for several ‘steps’!!! I can’t believe how fast it has progressed! Baby-proofing has sort of begun but now will be ramped up!

a day in the life of Eme

Emerald Yeti Draper
Born March 20-something 2008
This is how she spends her days:
(note: we find her in any variation of being covered after we get out of bed…this is just one of the best ones we’ve captured)

(we call this pose ‘lemur dog’)


one week old!

Today was Mylin’s one week check-up!
To begin this day, I somehow managed to change the time on my clock while I was trying to set an alarm – I moved the time up one hour, so when I arose at ‘6:00’ and the sun wasn’t coming up, I still got in the shower and begin to get ready only to notice that the bathroom clock read 5:30…tears were shed, anger was felt, but I got ready anyway and had a lot of extra time to pick up the house, let my two beloveds sleep, and paint my toes!!! (yay for independence again!)

Next, as we are getting off the interstate to find our Pediatricians office, I realize that we forgot the diaper bag. This is our FIRST trip anywhere and we forget the thing I have packed, repacked, and organized this very morning?!?! COME ON!

Lastly, as Joel left after lunch for his half day at work, our pup trots out of the kitchen, into the living room and pukes all over the floor…something she has not done in months! Nice Eme…my hormones that are still producing a heightened sense of smell really appreciated that treat.

Anyways, below are pictures from the day to help me remember that these memories are funny, and while I may have cried about them today, I’ll laugh about them in the future!

Don’t you just love newborns cute booty’s that stick out?! Trying to capture a moment with Mylin’s face to see if she looks like me like we think she does?!

Peaceful in her bouncer dreaming of daddy to come home!

happy mommy, daddy, and puppy

I love my family 🙂