Round One of the 2005 Holiday Season is behind us.

We finally left our home at 11:36 AM on Thursday on our way to New Jersey. We sat through two renditions of Alice's Restaurant and roughly 5 hours of traffic. The worst part of the traffic: by the time we hit Maryland House we worried that we missed Pierre. We did not. He was on until 3. We did indeed receive our warm welcome home.

Thanksgiving at April's was tasty. Harry got to play with Belle and Dominic and we got to share time with our loved ones. We headed home once Harry got sleepy. Traffic on the way back was nearly non-existant, but the winds were mighty. I was actually a bit worried crossing the bridges. Our leaves were in a neat windblown pile when we got home.

Friday was Tofurkey Day. After a run with Tara and a trip to Starbuck's with Tara and H, I headed home to prepare a second day of feasting. Tofurkey, Fresh Cranberry Sauce, Hot Cider...My mom and Allen came down for the day. Bryan & Anna swung by with Patrick. Lola, Amber and Sir Lance-a-little joined us and we enjoyed cocktails with Dan, Janie and Tara. A relaxing evening.

Saturday was Little Gym. More of the kids seemed cranky then not. I suppose Harry wasn't the only one that had had a long week. I worried when he sneezed on AJ, since AJ's dad is the quietest of the parents, but his surprisingly friendly response was 'Don't worry, it's nothing he doesn't already have!" I like The Little Gym!

The remainder of the weekend was spent as a family, mostly at home except for a quick shopping trip and a haircut for the little man, as well as a mental health excursion for Bailey. We actually had time to unpack some boxes and loosen up a little. Harry helped Kevin rake leaves while I hung up some white holiday lights. We seem to be the first on our block to have decorated. Hopefully not the last. Holiday cards are completed through M. Waiting for 12/1 to get them out.

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