The Thanksgiving Deer Miracle

You know what they say about journaling?  They say that if you fall behind in your record-keeping you should not try to catch up.  Simply pick up from where you are.

But who are they and who made them the experts?  With my memory, what doesn't get written down gets lost.  The more time passes the more details fall through the cracks, so this will be a post made up of mostly pictures with a few wisps of memories written down.

I remember we drove up to Utah with Mason in his nice, new car.  I remember I hit a deer with that nice, new car at 1:30 in the morning coming through the canyon to Mom and Dad's house.  I remember that deer was a complete idiot and threw itself into harm's way and it was a miracle that slamming the brakes didn't wake the baby in her carseat, and only after I was sure she was still sound asleep did I worry about whether the deer was still alive.  {Priorities of a mom at her wit's end.}

The deer looked around in alarm and then got to its feet and ran off into the woods.  I breathed a sigh of relief for it.  That is, until Roy scoffed and insisted that it went off into the wilderness to die of a broken hip.  Thanks babe, you sure know how to make me feel better :-P

Luckily no damage to Mason's car, but Roy and Mason conveniently decided that neither of them would be comfortable sitting in the back between the car seats on the way home, so I didn't take a turn driving on the trip back to Arizona.  Side note, isn't it weird that when you fall asleep sitting up it's impossible to keep your mouth from hanging open?  Or is that just me...?  Awkward.


Despite the deer and driving in the middle of the night, we made it safely to my parent's Utah home.   There's never enough time to do everything and see everyone when we go to Utah, but we tried to squeeze in some fun.

One favorite was the snowfall.  It wasn't much.  Not even enough {or of the quality} to build a true snowman.  Fortunately Roy is creative.

And all Camden really needed was enough snow to make shoe prints.  He loved looking back at his own tracks.

Roy, Uncle Jake, and Papa decided the snowman could use a little color.  Grammy gave them this snow paint stuff and they went to town.  

Then Camden decided to give the snowman some "rosy cheeks."

Apparently the guys couldn't resist "helping" him.

Poor Frosty!  It was all over Camden's head, thank goodness, but I still had to scold some full-grown men about it.

Roy, the kids, and I all took a trip to see Aunt Leah and cousins up in Murray.  Danny and Camden are really able to play together like kids now, it's so weird and awesome.  Nap schedules kept the visit somewhat brief, but it was great to see them and their crazy temporary dog.  Only a couple days later the Carpenter Clan, along with their friend April, came up to my parent's house to join us for Thanksgiving.
Everyone helped with the preparations.  Dad and I had a mashed potato cook-off, and not to brag but my potatoes kicked his potatoes butts.  Leah brought her famous sweet potato casserole, aka sugar with a teeny layer of sweet potato in the bottom, haha!  So good.  And Mom made the tables look like they were stolen from the fall edition of a Martha Stewart magazine.

Obviously my expectations were ridiculous, thinking that with only two kids at the kids' table we'd be able to get a picture where they are both looking and smiling.  Scoff.  Clearly out of my mind.  But I promise they were cute.  And also Camden ate almost nothing, all he wanted to do was play with Danny Jay.

For Hallie, on the other hand, it was all about the food.  See, up to this point that pureed baby food had been met with cold, hard rejection.  She simply wouldn't eat it.  It got to the point that she'd get frustrated just at the sight of a high chair.  So on Thanksgiving we tried a new approach and gave her normal food.  Just threw a turkey breast at her.

And that's when we discovered Little Miss Independent loves food.  She just wants to feed it to herself, thank you very much.  She sampled a little mashed potatoes, chewed up a green bean, but then dominated the turkey like you wouldn't believe.  From that moment on it's been clear that she is a meat lover, and I'm honestly a little baffled.  Guess I better start learning how to prepare meat!

Meanwhile Jaxon was rolling around the room having a great time.  Throughout the week I would occasionally feel something bump into my ankles and look down to see this little adventurer.  He is so smiley and fun.

The only pictures I got of the twins were blurs, I'm not even kidding.  Those two are on the move, busy discovering the world.  Had I known I would have taken a picture of them in their high chairs, where they were forced to be stationary for a few minutes.  My favorite moment with them was playing with the low lights by the stairs.  When you press of the little squares they light up.  Both Luke and Zoey loved going up and down the steps, pressing the little squares as they went.  Luke was honestly too busy to pay me much attention but Zoey and I had a lot of fun together!  As long as mama Leah wasn't in the room.

It was a Thanksgiving I don't want to forget.

Before we left Utah we managed to squeeze in one night of fun with the Tietjens and the McAffees.  We went to an arcade/jumping castle place that Camden still talks about almost daily.  Nothing like the smell of sweaty feet and pizza!

I'm including this picture of the mamas 'cuz even we need to be documented sometimes.  Yes, we are there!  We are the ones taking pictures and kissing owies and checking to make sure no one needs to use the potty.  It's kind of amazing watching your friends transform into mothers.  I learn more about being a good mom and wife from these two than anyone else.  Ah, I just love them.  Always wish we lived closer.  {The caption was for Andrea's InstaStory, cuz Kenny was away on business.}

Have I mentioned that I really love them?

Oh, what else?  Roy took Camden on a few excursions.  I stayed close to home-base with the frequent napper.

This is the perfectly captured moment that Hallie and Jaxon became aware of each other's existence.

These two are gonna be buds!

Finally it was time to go home.  Surprisingly the ride back went even more smoothly than the ride up.  It helped that there weren't any idiot deer trying to end it all, but also the kids slept most of the way home.

When we arrived home there was still a focus on thankfulness.  Camden had just received a lot of really thoughtful gifts for his birthday, and so we made thank you cards.  The boy may not be into art, but he sure caught onto writing his name quickly!  I helped him sign the first two and then he did the rest himself!  So proud of my boy who is growing up so fast.

I've got so much to be thankful for.  And so does that deer, who I'm sure is totally alive and well.

No comments:

Post a Comment