Below are pics, and again, I can't move them around (blogger, or possibly my computer is/are dumb) so while I am probably the only anal person who cares that they are not in order, I just have to make a note to let you all know that it bugs me. Enjoy!
Thank you for the gorgeous flowers Harry and Dianne. They made a beautiful centerpiece!
The master slicing the succulent, smoked, breast of Turkey. And yes, we had the gigando bottle of sauce to go with it.
This is sadly how Lillie and Samuel spent a lot of the morning. Just can't get enough of the ipod touch! (For historical purposes I would like to note that these do not belong to them.)
Grandad and Lil'Star
Mom Burwell and Audrey preparing the feast. I would also like to take this moment to give a shout out to Tim and Dad Burwell who cleaned up the entire messy kitchen without any prompting from the ladies!
I love food!
And lastly, this was a pre-thanksgiving bake project with Aunt Allison and the kiddos. We had a lot of fun making them and even more fun eating them!
I just loved the way this picture turned out. And by the way, Grant loved his little Grant sized pumpkin. He had a death grip on it when we picked it out and the pumpkin patch and he was thrilled to play with it again. Silly Baby!
So here are some Haloween pics. For some reason blogger is being dumb this morning and I cannot change the order of these pics. So they are in some kind of random order. Anyway, Haloween was a trial as usual in our home. So far every TX Doolittle Haloween has been full of chaos. I thought we were good this year because finally, no one was sick! And although L and S were tired, they were pulling through. So an hour before we go Samuel decides to jump off the top of L's loft bed. I'm just outside of the door and I hear a crack and a scream. I go in and of I just know his little leg has got to be broken. So I'm trying to comfort him without moving him. By the way I was all alone. Tim was in Dallas for the Cowboys game the next day. Awesome. I ask him if he can stand up and at first he can't but then he does alright. He stands, takes a couple of limping steps and then crumbles and cries...so sad! So I carry him to the couch and call Tim. Calling upon his vast injury experience and calling a radiologist friend of ours we decide to wait on it for a little bit and Samuel falls asleep. My parents come over for trick-or-treating and we slowly wake up Samuel. Then he fell off the couch. Poor guy. I tell him that I'm going to take him to the Dr. so they can look at his bone and he freaks out! that he is not going to go trick-or-treating! I mean, this kid is unreasonable beyond belief when he is throwing a fit. He gets off the couch and starts walking in a circle saying look, (sniffle) I can walk! Halfway around the room and starts limping and cries, I can't walk! It was so, so sad! So, any good parent would have taken him to the ER but for some reason I didn't. My mom shoved some Motrin down him (he absolutely refused to take it!) and we strapped him in the double stroller to go out. Seriously, it was the only way to calm him down. Ah, how I love Haloween! So we went out for about an hour and came back when Samuel started complaining. When we came back he could walk though so I decided to hold off on the ER and see what the morning brought. In the morning he was mostly fine, just a little complaing and in the end the radiologist, who goes to church with us said that he probably just had a deep tissue bruise. So, he's fine now, but what drama. I've just come to expect it. And seriously, where is my worst mother of the year award? I'm still waiting for that to show up in the mail.
