Homeward bound.

We stayed home for Thanksgiving this year. Initially, that was a tough decision to make, but as the day wore on and Parker got sicker and sicker than he even started out, turned out we made the best choice. Jeremy and Everly have the same cold, but Parks seems to have the mega version.

To celebrate Thanksgiving with a sick girl and boy who by the end of the day was too weak to walk up the stairs, we played Christmas music and made a turkey casserole. Jeremy and I ran up the street to partake in 30-minute plates of food at our awesome neighbor's house, and we rounded out the day watching the Easter movie Hop. We joked that we combined all the holidays to keep our spirits high, while missing the giant family get-together. Everly played, we fed the birds, Parker watched for a little bit before that was too much for him and Jeremy wished a happy Thanksgiving to his 95 and 98 year old grandparents.  All in all, it was a nice version of what had to be this day.

By today, Parker seems even worse, if that's possible. Poor little guy. I don't think I've ever seen him this sick before. But we managed to decorate the house and put up the tree with Evie and Parks partook for about 20 minutes before he laid down on the floor and I carried him back to bed. I'm crossing my fingers for "you would believe what a difference a day makes!" :)