The Skipped Over Holiday: Give Thanks Day

I know it's been awhile since I've posted. And I know it's been a while since Thanksgiving, which is when I expected to post. But I'm having a case of mommy-guilt. I did not take one picture of Cutler on his first Thanksgiving. Not one. For a girl who professes to love this time of year so much, you would've thought I'd been snap happy the entire day. And here's where I try to explain myself. The night before, we noticed Cutler was getting a runny nose. That night, he slept 12 hours (never has that happened). And sure enough, there was that pesky fever when he woke up. So poor little guy just wasn't himself and slept a good portion of the day. I did have a Turkey day shirt for him, but didn't make him wear it till it was time to go over to Mamaw & Grandpa's. Even after dressing him, not once did I think: grab the camera, Jamie. I was more concerned about snucking the snot out to keep his airways clear. Ok - it wasn't that bad. I WAS a little preoccupied with his cold/fever. But I still coulda photographed him. Fortunately, Grandpa Cy had his camera out for a little bit and below is what we were able to scrounge up. Here he is with his Uncle Cy. Though I'd like to note that he DID have on cute khakis. But after everyone saw him, I switched him back to more comfy sweats. Even if they don't match.

I will not make the same mistake for Christmas. Maybe I was just falling victim to my surroundings. Everyone's been saying that Thanksgiving just gets skipped over these days. The Christmas hype starts earlier and earlier and poor little Give Thanks Day is shoved in between. Well, even if I skipped the quality mugs of my little man on the day, I know one thing. I am SO thankful that God gave him to me. Jeremy and I have had this conversation a lot lately: we are so blessed. Beyond measure. And the praise is to God alone. My cup runneth over.