You are 21 months old this month. This has been the month of sickness in the family, which wasn't any fun. You got a cold at the beginning of the month, and then you went to Madison with the Lams. While you were there, you got a little stomach bug and I came down with a cold. Then Grandma Lam got the stomach bug. Then you all came home and both me and Dad had the stomach bug. You still had your cold, and then you had a cough for a couple of weeks. Everyone seems to be healthy now, and hopefully we'll all stay that way.
Other than illnesses, it's been a quiet month. It's definitely winter now. After a nice spell of Indian Summer, we had our first snow fall a couple of weeks ago. I was in Denver for a conference, and I was lucky that my flight home wasn't cancelled or delayed. That snow was followed by a couple of days last week of freezing rain, and we're supposed to get more of that this week. Which is a bummer for everyone traveling for Thanksgiving.
We will be at home for Thanksgiving, with a couple of friends coming over. Your father put together the menu for dinner, which is going to be interesting. My whole life, Thanksgiving dinner was always a capon, mashed potatos and gravy, cream style corn and some other frozen veggie, cranberry sauce and rolls. This year, we're having Cornish Hens, squash soup, stuffing, applesauce and maybe even asperagus! I made Dad keep the potatos and creamed style corn and cranberry sauce, just because.
Your table manners have reached a state where you love to eat off of everyone else's plate. You'll eat part of your meal, then want to get down from your high chair. You used to go and play, then, but now you'll get up into someone's lap and happily eat their food. We were out to breakfast with the Chapmans last weekend, and you thought that you should get to eat whatever Baby Sofia was eating. Lucky for you, Ms Becky thinks you're the cutest boy ever, and gave you handfuls of blueberries and yogurt drops. Of course, that's what I do, too, so I can't really blame her. It's a good example of how much I love you, that I let you have any of my food. I've had several friends, including your dad, who would trade bites of their dinners with people. I think that's weird, and I only put up with it from you because, well, you're my kid and you're 21 months old. But someday, you'll be older, and then you'll just have to trade food with your dad and not with me.
We celebrated Grandpa Lam's birthday on Sunday the 21st. Grandma had bought a giant Happy Birthday balloon, which you loved. You made Grandpa blow out his candles twice. We gave you some cake and ice cream, and then you wanted to sit and watch Winnie-the-Pooh. Maybe on Thanksgiving we can watch some of the Macy's parade and show you those huge balloons.
We have also started making video calls with Grandma and Grandpa Thorne, so that's been fun. We still have some technical aspects to work out, but they had fun watching you play while talking to us on Sunday. I'm glad we're able to do things like that. Only seeing each other once or twice a year just isn't enough. Hopefully we'll be able to do that once a week, and they'll really be able to watch you growing up. Of course, that also meant they got to watch you be mad when it was time for your bath, but I guess that's all part of the fun!
Love,
Mom
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