Hand turkeys

I am happy to report I made it home from Chicago by 8:30, just in time to sit in the recliner with Ian and have mama milk. After milk, he impressed me with his "skating" abilities as he slid around the living room in his sock feet. And there was some hockey as well. Today was parents day at school when they had a Thanksgiving "feast" for lunch. I was glad that Rich could go since it seems to have been well attended by parents. They had all the basic foods and there was even a display of artwork. The hand turkeys were my favorite.

I'm happy to be home with my little gobbler.

Batman

Last night on the way home, Ian said, "I want cake." "You want cake? We don't have any cake, buddy."

"No, Mommy. I want Batman cape!"

So after bubbles and some mama milk we got out his Batman pajamas including the cape. I've never seen such happiness. And then, Daddy let him wear his Batman pajama shirt to school today and when they walked in all the kids started yelling "BATMAN!" and he nearly burst with excitement.

Here's our sleepy little Batman from last night. Note the utility belt (and drool on the pillow).

School photos

Ian had his school photos a few weeks ago and we just got the proofs. Last year the photos were great and I was hoping for a repeat this year. But ... not so much.

Needless to say, we're not ordering any of these. Not unless we can photoshop a Rottweiler behind our little Demian.

I sent a sample to the grandparents so they could know we're on our own when it comes to holiday photos this year and my mother replied with:

The look of a corporate president's portrait that hangs in lobby.

Or like pictures from over a century ago, where a pose had to be held for long exposure photography.

Wonder what was on his mind - it makes you want to reach out and hug him to cheer him up.

Photographer should be charged with cruelty - to parents.