WE SURVIVED
Thanksgiving 2006 was a great time...if you don't count the 32 hours we spent on the road.
The good news is that I didn't have my baby, only some slight swelling in my feet on the way home. Other good news is that Ryan can finally sleep at night knowing he doesn't have 
to pay hospital fees for delivering out of network. We are exhausted, but it's the good kind--the tired that hits after you've worn yourself out doing something you love and we loved being with my family for a few days in New Mexico. Every sibling and spouse and child was there this time. All 30 something of us 
including my mom and grandma. We ate lots of good food, played cards til' all hours of the morning, had a football game in the backyard and a cartwheel contest in the front. 
There was some sort of video game going at all times and usually a child crying in the background somewhere. We ate authentic Mexican food at our favorite Mexican restaurant (not so good for Ryan); we visited with Aunt Jo and her boys, Aunt Betty, and the Keelers. We even fit in a baby blessing and had a family picture taken with all of us. We visted the cemetary and paid our respects to Dad and Grandpa and made a stop out at the Hyatt ranch. The best part was just being together, even admist all the chaos, the 
crying, the fighting, the dirty dipers and lost socks. Gram's floor 
was just how I remembered it being anytime we went there--a massive sea of blankets, pillows, and air mattresses. It was baptism by fire for the new spouses--Ryan, Brandon & Justin. Even though I enjoyed the serenity of our little home last night, a part of me missed all the chaos. I have the greatest family in the world.
Thanksgiving 2006 was a great time...if you don't count the 32 hours we spent on the road.
The good news is that I didn't have my baby, only some slight swelling in my feet on the way home. Other good news is that Ryan can finally sleep at night knowing he doesn't have 
to pay hospital fees for delivering out of network. We are exhausted, but it's the good kind--the tired that hits after you've worn yourself out doing something you love and we loved being with my family for a few days in New Mexico. Every sibling and spouse and child was there this time. All 30 something of us 
including my mom and grandma. We ate lots of good food, played cards til' all hours of the morning, had a football game in the backyard and a cartwheel contest in the front. 
There was some sort of video game going at all times and usually a child crying in the background somewhere. We ate authentic Mexican food at our favorite Mexican restaurant (not so good for Ryan); we visited with Aunt Jo and her boys, Aunt Betty, and the Keelers. We even fit in a baby blessing and had a family picture taken with all of us. We visted the cemetary and paid our respects to Dad and Grandpa and made a stop out at the Hyatt ranch. The best part was just being together, even admist all the chaos, the 
crying, the fighting, the dirty dipers and lost socks. Gram's floor 
was just how I remembered it being anytime we went there--a massive sea of blankets, pillows, and air mattresses. It was baptism by fire for the new spouses--Ryan, Brandon & Justin. Even though I enjoyed the serenity of our little home last night, a part of me missed all the chaos. I have the greatest family in the world.
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