This is definitely back-tracking a bit, but with the move, I've fallen a little behind on my blog. We had the AWESOME opportunity of flying out to California this Thanksgiving to spend some time with my Dad and grandparents in Chowchilla. I wouldn't be surprised if none of you have ever heard of Chowchilla because it's one of those small towns that takes about 10 minutes to drive through completely, about 30 min north of Fresno. I was SO grateful to have David with me this time since flying with Hazel on your lap at her age is quite a feat. Since my lap is nearly non-existent at this point, David did most of the work while I tried to snooze.
Here's a few quick laughs I want to remember about this flight:
~Dumping red pepper all over our pizza slices as we ran to the gate; by time we were seated, we had extrememly spicy cold pizza, a fussy daughter, and spilled water in my shoes.
~Having way too much stuff with us; jackets, stuffed animals, stroller, carseat, baby, diaper bag, blankies...and a partridge in a pear tree.
~Looking over at eachother as Hazel was screaming her head off and just laughing at ourselves, wondering why we ever agreed to fly at night with this girl.
~We had a lengthy layover in Vegas, where David showed Hazel how to work the machines...This was the point where she was so overtired that she started to get silly and then on that last flight, inconsolable. (We were actually asked to remove Hazel from the gambling area at this gate).
We spent a few days at my grandparent's new home in Chowchilla, ate great food, watched way too much TV and caught up with my beautiful sisters who are growing up way too fast!
So, I've always wanted to make one of these weaved pie crusts but they looked like they were way too difficult for a "beginner" like me. I finally tried one with this blueberry pie and it was easy! I'm still so proud.
Hazel's showing her Grandpa how the walker works.
We had a wonderful time! Happy Thanksgiving!



