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Yum. This weekend was the annual feast-to-end-all-feasts courtesy the Willis household's American Thanksgiving dinner. And what a feast it was. Craig was out of town curling and Liam stayed home with his grandparents, so Lily and I made sure to eat their share of delicious turkey, stuffing, gravy, potatoes, veggies.... I am still feeling full. And sleepy.
Lily greatly enjoyed her first taste of pumpkin pie, but I think she enjoyed the pleasant company even more. Not to mention the retro 80s dinner music, that was pretty cool, too.
Yes, sir, that's your baby.
Something about little girls turns big men to mush. This unexpected cuddly gift came Lily's way from our dear friend's father, Ed. As the patriarch of four females (two daughters and two granddaughters), Ed knows what it takes to please little ladies. As the story goes, he saw this bear in the store and decided on the spot that it must be Lily's. The bear -- also now named Ed -- is a big hit. Thanks, Ed.
The Halloween treats are long gone and it's time to look forward to our next fun event: Christmas! Yesterday the weather was good for putting up the outdoor lights. However, first the strings needed to be unfolded and that calls for family participation.
(Please don't picket, the kids were offered a fair wage in exchange for their labour. And, no, we didn't send them up on the roof.)
If you, like me, used to help your dad do this annual task, you will remember the steps were as follows: untangle the strings of lights, check for wear, check for bulbs with blue, red, green or yellow paint chipping off and replace (with the same colour of course), plug the whole thing in and if it doesn't work, check bulb by bulb to see which one is burnt out and causing the whole string to fail.
Sheesh! Things are a lot easier these days with these fancy schmancy eco-friendly lights. Somewhere, you know Clark Griswold is shedding a little tear. And, yes, now I do feel very old, thanks for pointing that out.
Liam's first crack at this task was in 2005 at 10 months. Lily at six months in 2007.
Liam was Diego, Lily was a buzzy buzzy bee. Both were extremely cute! Liam trick or treated for about an hour, and was jumping out of his skin to get outside for an hour before that.
Liam is all about the candy. At about the third house he started demanding access to his trick or treat bag. Went something like this: "WANT CHOCOLATE! HAVE CHOCOLATE ME!" All the other parents found this very amusing.
Needless to say, fun was had by all.
Last Sunday we went to Liam's very first concert -- and we picked a biggie. The Wiggles, at Rogers Centre in Toronto (that's SkyDome to all you old-timers). We went with Liam's cousin Caleb and his Auntie Jo-Jo, which was exciting in itself.
I don't know how many bums were in seats but I'd be guessing about 5,000 anyway. That may be a conservative guess. In any case, we're talking a good number of strollers and pint-sized music fans.
It was a big day and Liam was so tired by the end of it that he refused to talk. This was exacerbated by the fact that during one especially enthusiastic burst of dancing, he fell and hit his mouth on the hard plastic chair. No permanent damage, but it hurt and it put a damper on the second half of the show. Good thing Liam, like his mommy, is soothed by retail therapy and a $20 plastic Wiggles light stick made things all better. As a friend of mine said, no wonder the Wiggles are so fabulously wealthy. Note to children's performers -- kids need room to move! Especially if you are actually encouraging them to get up and dance with you. So please, don't book places like the Rogers Centre where they have about 1/2 square foot of dirty, filthy floor available to them. Thank you.
Anyway, after a bit of battery recharging, Liam was back to his old self and talking up a storm about the Wiggles. 
Here was our view of the stage -- please don't sue me for posting this, Anthony, Jeff, Sam and Murray. After all, you are fabulously wealthy and I'm not.
Lily tried solids for the first time today. She was unsure about it.. liked it better when she got to hold the spoon but then of course that creates a situation where the bowl is emptied but very little of the food actually gets into the little girl.
So this got me thinking. What is it with kids that they would rather wear the food than eat the food? Case in point, Lily's big brother...
Yum. This weekend was the annual feast-to-end-all-feasts courtesy the Willis household's American Thanksgiving dinner. And what a feast it was. Craig was out of town curling and Liam stayed home with his grandparents, so Lily and I made sure to eat their share of delicious turkey, stuffing, gravy, potatoes, veggies.... I am still feeling full. And sleepy.
