It's a good thing writing this blog isn't my livelihood. Every night I think that I'll definitely update the blog tomorrow night, which of course never happens. Poor Eleanor. I hope she's not too disappointed when she looks back at this someday.
It's two days after Eleanor's second Thanksgiving, and we are all sharing a nasty cold. It breaks my heart to hear her coughing through the night. Brian did teach her to blow her nose, though, so something good has come from this I guess. She HATES having her nose wiped, so I have to sneak in and catch her off-guard.
Thanksgiving was a success, even with our illnesses. We chose to have it at our house again this year because it could possibly be our last year in this house (fingers crossed). Brian's parents came over, along with my entire family minus Katy and Livy. I think the food was good, but it's hard to tell since my taste buds are dull (again because of the cold). Eleanor was pretty crabby at first, but after some rest time in her crib and little Tylenol, she was so excited to play with her cousins.
This coming week is Brian's last week of classes, and then two weeks of finals. We can't wait to have daddy's undivided attention :).
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