On turkey day there were plenty of other festive dishes for Tate eat/wear. He was quite fond of the dressing, the mashed potatoes, the sweet potato souffle and my personal favorite, the ham. Much like the rest of his family, Tate ate and ate and ate. And just like the rest of us, he indulged in a nap, however he didn't make it to the couch. He played soooo hard all morning. THe little guy was running, as my mother would put it, "90 to nothing." We sat down to our Thanksgiving feast around 1 or 1:30. So once he had his fill, he crashed right there in his highchair at the dining room table!
After his nap, Tate tried his luck with the wishbone. It worked! Since Tate is a little bit too young to make wishes, I made one for him (let's just say it involves potty training).
I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving!!!!
2 comments:
Too sweet! I love the picture timeline of him crashing!
cute!
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