Emry's First Thanksgiving

Already holidays are much more fun with a little one in the house. (Okay, perhaps a little bit more stressful, too, but the fun outweighs the stress.) Emry is only 7 months old, of course. Lord willing, we have many years ahead where she will be more and more apart of the holiday season. But we’re still off to a very good start.

First, she helped decorate. Ed wanted the mantle looking nice for Thanksgiving, so we went ahead and decorated it for the season with lights, and candles, and ribbon, and evergreens. Since we were in the mood, I went ahead and unpacked my Christmas village (which is always nice to enjoy longer than a few weeks in December). Emry helped me unpack it. As you can see, she liked the lights best (although the ribbon was fun, too):

For Thanksgiving, we had Ed’s parents (who are divorced) and his father’s girlfriend over for dinner. When they first arrived, Emry wasn’t quite sure what to make of all the old people cooing all over her. She sat on her blanket and just stared at them. Then Grandpa Camus got down on the floor to play with her. Ed joined them and I soon heard her squealing with laugher. She wasn’t shy for long.

She joined us in her high chair for dinner and enjoyed just about everything we did. She had some green beans (one of her favorites), sweet potatoes, a little bit of turkey, pieces of a roll and a couple of tastes of cranberry sauce. She was very happy with all of it. For such a little thing, she has a very hearty appetite.

She only showed her unhappy side once. She simply did not want to go down for an afternoon nap, certain she would miss something. But she needed to lie down, so she got put in her crib where she did eventually fall asleep. She woke up much happier so she could charm everyone one more time before they left. All in all, I think she enjoyed her first Thanksgiving very much.