We had a jam-packed Thanksgiving weekend this year.
My aunt arrived on Wednesday to meet Baby Jude for the first time.
On Friday, we went to the tree lighting on Church Street. The weather was incredibly mild this year, so it was the most crowded I’d ever seen it. We managed to worm our way through the crowds to get a shot in front of the tree (Henry had fallen asleep right before we were about to leave, so we left him snoozing at Grammy and Grampy’s house…we still need to take him to see the lights).
On Saturday, we went on our traditional Christmas-tree-cutting-followed-by-brunch outing. And, because we need to start stockpiling embarassing photos for the boys, the whole family wore matching buffalo plaid flannel shirts.
We picked up this sweet print for the boys’ room.