Thanksgiving 2011

I know. Its already 2012. Past Christmas, Past New Years.
But I'm still way back here at Thanksgiving.
You know, back in November.

Thanksgiving wasn't anything really special for us. Typical family, food, weekend in Milwaukee. The boys had a blast enjoying time with family and Owen's first Thanksgiving was filled with lots of  fun, super cuteness (he's maybe the most adorable baby ever) and lots of new food- turkey, mashed potatos, etc. As usual he ate it all up like a champ. This kid really really loves his food. He wore this adorable shirt that said "momma's little turkey" and a "baby's first thanksgiving bib". I'm a huge loser of a momma though and somehow deleted the images before downloading them, so Owen's first Thanksgiving is forever deleted from the photographic choronology.

(These photos are from some snap shots that Drew's aunt sent us, we scanned them in and thus resurected some of the Thanksgiving fun).





I really feel awful about this. It fits under the second child neglect category and its another FAIL for me. Ugh. I wish I could get good at the documenting of BOTH boy's lives, instead of just one or the other! I'm making a resolution to do my best to document both boys lives more appropraitely in 2012.

When I escape my guilt thought, I think about the happiest part of the trip. Our first encounter with the best sort of transportation. No baggage restrictions, no worries about car seats not traveling well, ample room to lay down. Oh, pure bliss.

We took the train.
And it was HEAVEN.

Seriously. I'm so so so over traveling with two kids. One baby who needs to eat/nurse/get a diaper change every 30 minutes or so, and one toddler who needs to go potty NOW every 45 minutes really makes us feel like we'll never get anywhere, and by the time we do get anywhere I am less than pleasant to be around. Read: GRUMPY.

So, travel to Milwaukee in the car before babies= just shy of 5 hours.
Travel to Milwaukee with two babies =6 hours and 45 grueling minutes.

Ish.

But Amtrak came to our rescue. We booked a room and found our selves in the lap of luxury riding first class for 6 glorious hours. Naps, food, bathroom breaks, diaper changes, walks, and relaxation included.

We loved it.
Really really really loved it.
I even took pictures, but apparently in my haste to get the camera card cleared before Christmas I accidentally deleted them from the camera before they were downloaded. Sorry. There were some really cute ones of Collin sitting in the seats pictured above, and a few others of the dining car and the viewing car. Imagine his cute littel face with a tiny smile plastered from ear to ear while I took funny photos as the train jostled us from side to side.

Collin was also over the moon about traveling on the train. When we got to the train station he admired the whole line of cars and asked "Where's the train's tender". It was adorable. I had to explain tha the Amtrak trains are different from Thomas in that they don't have tenders. He was so very excited to get onboard and spent most of the trip gazing out the window watching the cities and rivers go by.

Oh, the things that make us happy as parents.

Who knew I'd have such a soft spot for trains?

Just a shout out to the folks who ride trains and make lives easier for the rest of us.

That is all.