we went over to my aunt (Dad's sister) and uncle's in newnan for thanksgiving - great times! we had everyone there but one cousin and his family. this is great considering there are 15 people in my immediate family and 12 people in my aunt's immediate family.
the butlers - love Trip's expression in this picture!
the Edmondson family (minus spouses and children)
uncle brock getting some good henry time
mom/dad with my aunt and uncle. by the way, the newnan cougars won again this past Friday night! they are now in the Georgia state semi-finals. their defense has set the new record in the state of GA among all classes in fewest points allowed in a season. Uncle Bob got his 301st win this past week. Go Cougars! So exciting.
henry loved the swing!and now to the Iron Bowl . . . the next two pictures are from last year's Iron Bowl . . . Gary wears his orange bathrobe to our tailgate every time we play Bama at home. Last year he got up on the RV and waved the Auburn flag (yes, he was stone sober) to get fans fired up about the game.

this year he figured Auburn needed all the luck we could get so he wore his robe again and got on top of our house with our War Eagle banner. I need to point out that it was pouring down rain and I was the only person outside. gotta love his enthusiasm and team spirit!

he tried to make Henry a matching orange robe . . . we tried to use an old one from my sister (that was pink) and dye/paint it. as you can see, we came up WAY short. seemed fitting given the outcome of the game . . . it's still great to be an Auburn Tiger though.


henry did not like Satan's, I mean Saban's, time out call before halftime. why does NCAA allow timeouts to be called from the sideline?!? ludicrous.


this year he figured Auburn needed all the luck we could get so he wore his robe again and got on top of our house with our War Eagle banner. I need to point out that it was pouring down rain and I was the only person outside. gotta love his enthusiasm and team spirit!
he tried to make Henry a matching orange robe . . . we tried to use an old one from my sister (that was pink) and dye/paint it. as you can see, we came up WAY short. seemed fitting given the outcome of the game . . . it's still great to be an Auburn Tiger though.

henry did not like Satan's, I mean Saban's, time out call before halftime. why does NCAA allow timeouts to be called from the sideline?!? ludicrous.
bricks is thankful for pillows to curl up on each day
henry enjoyed his first wagon ride today
when he really gets excited, he sticks out his tongue-it is too cute!


quality dog torture time (savannah so badly wants one of his rubber duckies!)
strange soapy hairdos
splashing in the tub
swimming in the tub
catching back up on eating (haven't felt much like eating since I was sick until yesterday).
. . . bundled up in his snuggly and warm coat from aunt deirdre. thanks again d!








him getting sick. poor little guy started running a fever on Monday, accompanied by a runny nose and deep, sad sounding cough. this is Henry's first time to be sick . . . we are so grateful and fortunate that he has been spared any illness the first ten months of his life. it is so pitiful to see your child miserable! breaks my heart and this is just a little virus. henry and I are . . .
at home today, as his sickness has gotten worse. for the last 10 days or so, Henry has had trouble sleeping at night. some nights up all night, other nights up for just a bit. we attributed this to his first tooth coming in . . . have heard of people having no issues with teething and others whose children had a really rough couple of weeks. over the weekend he slept pretty well, almost back to his normal self, but last night he had the worst night he has had in a long while. his congestion/virus just had him completely unsettled. how helpless a mother feels at times!



brrrrr . . . tailgate was a chilly one. fried turkey and all the fixings. yum.
Gary's mom and Jon came down to visit too. It was a great weekend, even if Auburn came up short.





he loves zwieback toasts and the complete mess that they make

