The girls and I drove up to my parents' house on Tuesday. Daddy had to work on Wednesday and Saturday, so he drove up separately on Thursday and drove home on Friday, so we were able to spend some extra time at Grandma's house since we drove separately.
Grandma had some new costumes for Rachel to play with. She especially loved this pirate costume, though you can't see it all that well in this picture.
Emma, Rachel's cousin, tried the pirate costume, too (though, I know it's hardly the focus of this picture!).
Emma was such a great playmate for both Rachel and Rebecca. Rachel had a ball with all of her cousins, but Emma in particular let Rachel choose what they did and was such a help to me, entertaining her!
Rebecca was a happy girl most of the time when she was awake, despite a terrible cold she's been fighting for weeks. It seemed to get worse while we were there, but despite a ton of sneezing, horrible naps, and a terribly runny nose, she was a smiley girl.
Rachel wore this "outfit" at her first Thanksgiving. My mom saved it and Rebecca wore it this year (for about 3 minutes!).
She enjoyed chewing on the decorations. Notice the duct-taped high chair....this was the high chair my grandma used for my brothers and me when we were babies...so it's been through my brothers and me (35-40 years ago!), my brother's three kids, Rachel, and now Rebecca. My mom doesn't think it's going to last through Rebecca's toddlerhood, though. It's on its last leg!
Rachel was sick while we were there, too. The first couple of days she had a fever on and off and started getting a cold. Rachel gets colds quite a bit, but hardly ever do they knock her down. This one did for a few hours at a time. The children's motrin seemed to get rid of things in a hurry, however, and she was off and running with her cousins again.
Thanksgiving night we had quite an interesting night, however. First Rachel had one of her episodes where she wakes up crying uncontrollably. I don't know if I've written about these, or maybe it's just been awhile since I have. But since she was maybe 2 she's had these night terrors or something where she cries and rocks back and forth and she's mostly asleep and completely out of it. She doesn't respond to questions or consoling or anything, but if we try to leave the room she cries even harder--she wants us there, but doesn't want us touching her, usually. Turning the light on helps a little bit, and she becomes a bit more alert, but Thanksgiving night it didn't help. She was hyperventillating, she was crying so hard. I had to hold her (she reached up to me, which she never does) and rock her forever to calm her down. Her eyes were closed the whole time. So, so strange....and scary.
Then at 6 AM we were awakened by what sounded like gunfire outside. Immediately the power went out. Rachel started screaming, "Mommy, I don't like those sounds!" and was crying. I felt my way into her room in the pitch black and calmed her down (she was alert that time). The "gunfire" sound was the transformers outside my parents' house. Thankfully Rebecca slept through the whole thing, but the rest of the house was up in total darkness. My dad started the fireplace and my mom entertained Rachel with shadow puppets and drawing pictures by firelight while my husband and I went back to bed. It didn't last long, though, since Rebecca woke up soon after that. The power was only out for about an hour, thankfully, because it was COLD that day!
My brother surprised us all by walking in the back door on Wednesday evening. He lives in NYC and wasn't supposed to have been home this year. It was great to have my whole family together for several days, especially since he and his wife are moving to Prague next month and who knows when we'll get to see him. We played a couple of rousing games of "The Game of Things," which I had never played before (and I won!).
I went shopping twice on Black Friday, though not at a crazy early hour (we were too busy dealing with having no power at 6 AM!). First my husband and I went out--our only opportunity to Christmas shop together without the kiddos--and then I went out with my mom so I could buy some things for him. It wasn't too crowded or crazy by the time I was out and about.
And now it's time to think about Christmas....it's hard to believe. This next month is going to FLY by.