Do you remember that scene in Toy Story when the mom steps on one of the army men at Andy's birthday party? I now know how that feels, and realize she handled that like a G.
I miss when my son used to keep his playing to himself. Now he adds sound effects to everything, makes his trucks crash into the walls, and rolls his cars on my head. It makes it difficult for me to watch my Vampire Diaries I usually have playing in the background.
Along with all the excitement this week, we've also had to say goodbye to a very close family member, my great grandma. She's been a rock in our family for a long time, a constant person, always there. It's weird to think that it's different now, but we all know she is in a better place. We were able to make it less about mourning a loss, and more about coming together and enjoying our time as a family while we have it. She was able to do that for us one more time.
Christmas is coming quickly and the other day Dylan and I went to Grandma and Grandpa Bunda's house to bake cookies. He really enjoyed eating them, but wasnt much help in the decorating department, as you can clearly see.
But he did have a ton of fun playing in the pantry with Elizabeth. So far this holiday season has been one to remember, and I'm so glad I could be home for it.
