Cat's out of the bag!!

We had a "Turkey" kind of Thanksgiving. In our case three strikes made a Turkey because we had three Thanksgiving dinners. On Wednesday night we headed to the annual Georgetown Thanksgiving dinner which is always surprisingly very good. You would think that when they feed that many people the food wouldn't be that great. Well with a string quartet, a view of the Potomac, and a catered dinner, it's not all that bad. In fact it's quite delicious. Sadie loved dancing to the string quartet and everyone thought she was adorable. She didn't eat anything but the sprinkles on a turkey cookie (with an occasional bite of turkey when she wasn't paying attention). Great night and always fun to see all the other students Chase meets at school.

Our second dinner was at the Ludlow's home. I visit teach Kara but I don't feel like you really get to know someone through those little visits. It was so much fun getting to know her and her family a little better. Sadie turned to me a couple of minutes after we got there and said " Mommy, I'm tired...I want my crib." Well I wasn't about to argue with that so we set up a porta crib upstairs and she slept through the whole dinner allowing Chase and I to relax and enjoy the delicious food. My mom told me that I was like that as a kid. I always put myself to sleep and knew when I was too tired to keep going. I guess Sadie has inherited that lovely trait. I am definitely not complaining.


The next day the entire Cannon family united at the Todd's home out in Landsdown. Several people flew out and it was fun to have everyone there. The boys (plus Reina..Curtis' girlfriend) started the day off with a game of football. The rest of us decided to be lazy while we painted nails and watched movies. This was Sadie's first time ever having her nails painted and she was in heaven. PINK FINGERNAILS!!! AHHHH!! She showed them to everyone. It also didn't take her long to find a Snow White dress that she wore the rest of the day. Once the football teams returned we got dinner on the table and had a fantastic feast. There is nothing more delicious than Thanksgiving dinner so I have been in heaven this last week. Sadie of course told me right before dinner that she was tired and wanted her crib. I love this kid. Who does that when they're two years old? So we had another relaxing dinner with out having to bribe Sadie to eat or use other tactics of getting food into her system.


Once she woke up we tried to get Sadie to make an announcement. We brought her downstairs wearing a very special t-shirt. She was pretty cranky (the "I just woke up" mood) and wouldn't turn around to show everyone what her shirt said. After everyone else started standing up to show off their shirts did we get Sadie to finally turn around and announce to the family that she is going to be a big sister. I imagined Sadie running into the room with her cute t-shirt on and screaming "I'm going to be a big sister" (like we had practiced), but she decided to bury her head in my shoulder and be shy. Oh well, it was still fun because the anticipation was building the whole time. Many couldn't figure out what we were trying to do and I'm sure several were very confused. Once they discovered our little (actually it's pretty big) secret there was clapping and hoorays all around the table. I of course got all emotional and cried. I can't help myself these days.

We told my family the night before. Sadie got on the phone and after days of practicing told everyone "I'm a big sista...big sista, big sista". No one could understand her so we asked her what was in Mommy's tummy. She responded with "a baby..oh my goodness, I love babies." My family still didn't get it. Finally we said, "Sadie, are you going to be a big sister?" and then everyone gasped and congratulated us. I think it's funny that we can understand every word Sadie says but to most of the world, she could be speaking Japanese.

After we told the Cannon's we had a Thanksgiving stomp in the living room. This was my first ever Thanksgiving stomp. At first I just played the pregnancy card and watched for a while. But once Micheal Jackson came on, my body couldn't help itself. I had to get up and groove. It was awesome. I don't think there was anyone not dancing. The Cannons are one in a million. I am so lucky I am part of their family now. We always have such a great time and there is NEVER a dull moment. And the best part about being pregnant is that I ate three Thanksgiving dinners and I don't feel the least amount of guilt, not even after chowing down on leftovers the next day.


I had to embarrass these Cannons boys. Hopefully I won't get in any trouble later. The best part is hearing Connie laugh in the background.