We had a lovely Thanksgiving yesterday with our friends (and their families). Beth and her husband have three kids, two of whom are about the same age as Lily and Amalia. Above, Lily is using digital technology to answer computer math questions.
Amalia is a lover of dogs and babies as it turns out. When Claire, ~8 months, was napping yesterday, Amalia kept asking, "Where's the baby?" Over and over.
The Claire-proxy and Amalia eating dinner. Their border collie, Xavier, hoping she'll get lucky.
Beth's husband, Brian, was kind (and foolish) enough to offer the kids kangaroo rides.
The pre-dinner time-occupier small-bead art project. Lily has me on the hunt today for more bead supplies since she enjoyed it so much. Big surprise.
Baby Claire. She usually is lighting up the room with her smile and happy noises. Seriously. I've not met a cheerier (or chubbier) baby.
Lily and Colleen planning their holiday performance.
This is the first time Amalia had on tights. She called them "sock pants."
I scream, you scream.
The jumper.
More kangaroo rides.
It was an ice skating show.
The Thanksgiving monkey pinata tradition.
Another attempt for a picture with the three of us.
I don't know if Xavier is stuffed from all her food scraps or fake sleeping to get away from Amalia's persistent loving attentions.
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