Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! It's 7:30am and the house has been in full swing for some time now. Oliver and Cora are reading together and only fighting occasionally. We're getting to that stage where it pays to have two of everything. When one kid has something, the other one wants it, no matter what it is. We've talked a lot about sharing and not grabbing, and I expect it will be a theme for some time to come.

Some things we are thankful for today:

Kate was admitted to Belmont University to complete her Undergraduate degree. She'll start classes in the new year.

Oliver is getting his hair cut today. Aunt Sarah is bringing her scissors to Thanksgiving dinner and he will be sheared before, after, or during our feast. We have enjoyed every minute of his sun drenched locks, and until now they seemed too beautiful to cut. But just last week he crossed that mysterious line when you just know it's time for a haircut. We'll take some before and after pictures for posterity.

We're also thankful for our family and friends who have supported us as a family for the last six years. When Kate and I found out she was pregnant, we were living in a very different world. Ensconced in the buffered environment of Omega, still young and exploring possibilities for ourselves, having children was the last thing we expected to be doing within the next year. Other than Phyllis, our ninety year old friend at Omega who insisted a baby was on the way (and who is honored by Cora's middle name), no one else expected it either. Phyllis was right about the baby, and she was right about another thing too.

Phyllis insisted that this child would bring our families together. I still remember how stunned Kate and I were after breaking the news to our families to receive the instant support, love and acceptance that has never wavered to this day.

Kate and I often talk to each other about how lucky our kids are to have such a loving network of family and friends. They have both grown up in a web of grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins and friends that love them to pieces. And sometimes, when we emerge briefly from the thrill ride that is parenting, we let it soak in that this love surrounds us too. And we are very, very thankful.