T-giving

Just before Thanksgiving, we went out for Italian. The munchkin behaved during dinner, but if it was in range, it was in the mouth.

He even tried to sneak a little bit of booze with Daddy's help (note: he is already a beer snob, Peroni!):

Kel and I loaded up the pumpkin and went to New Bern for Thanksgiving. He slept the ENTIRE way there and the ENTIRE way back (looks like we are getting a hang of the nap routine).

In New Bern, Sage got to meet his youngest second cousin, Hanners, and have dinner with 11 people who fall into the friends and family department.

Sage thought Hanners was a bit of a turkey (just kidding Hanners, you just have one in front of you here)! No wonder Hanners, Jake and Amy were at the kids table!And here's a little bit of a grab feet display - this is becoming a habit and is interesting on the changing table. We're in for a winter of missing socks:

Gotta run, just heard a new sound on the exersaucer - looks like Sage found the hanging bar that was out of reach.