"I Thomas"

Since Halloween was the last holiday we celebrated, I don't even feel like this post is too late.   Well, maybe a little..... Actually, I still have a couple summer posts that I don't want to ignore, so those may be considered waaaay late.  

We unfortunately did not celebrate American Thanksgiving this year as it was a normal work week and would just be us anyway.  We had leftover chili.  The very, very chilly temperatures (-40 C/-40F with windchill) forced us to stay home, even though we were getting a little stir crazy.  We did venture out for an hour to drive though the beautiful lighted Forestry Farm, but the roads were icy at intersections and we were glad to return right home. Since then, however, we have had unusually mild (40s F) temperatures.

Annabel enjoyed her first time trick-or-treating.  I had checked out books at the library to prepare her for the concept.  We really enjoyed it too.

Eric was getting giddy while making it.  I was about ready to sign him up for a craft class to allow him creative escape in his life. 

We had a great time making her costume.  At one point we thought we would also dress up as engines, but when it was pushing past midnight, we were thankful we had changed our minds.

It as a rush after work and day care to get a little bite of food, then get out the door to trick-or-treat before it got too late.  Annabel had a moment where she didn't want to go or be Thomas.  I thought Eric was going to cry.  At the first house she was really shy, but then it was like she just got it, stepped into her costume, and off she went.  When a person would walk by, she would say "I Thomas."  

She was so cute knocking, opening her bag and saying "Trick-or-Treat" and "thank you."  

Her costume got a bit heavy in the front and we ended up carrying her door to door towards the end.  We went to about 15 houses total. 

It must be a natural reaction to organize candy.  I remember doing it every year, but not sure if I did it at age two.....

This fall, Annabel also fell down the stairs and happened to land directly on her shoulder, fracturing her clavicle.  They called it a green stick fracture where it isn't a complete break in the bone, only a crack in the top.  She denied pain when asked, but was quite irritable at times.  She wore her sling only one day and then self-limited for 2-3 weeks and it healed. 

For our anniversary, we had a picnic by the river.