'There's a car in my shoe...'

Oh, Colin. How do I begin...

Colin was in a hurry to get his shoes on this morning. Thinking nothing of it, I put on his brother's shoes and tied his shoes, grateful that he had taken the steps to at least do that for me. As we pulled out of the driveway and headed to school, I heard him say: 'There's a car in my shoe. A little black car. It's tucked in there so cute'. Exact quote.

Funny, I thought. But Colin says funny things sometimes (or a lot) out of the blue so I didn't think too much into it. Fast forward to school.

I get Salem out of the car, I get Colin out of the car. Wyat's mom is walking by and stops to chat. Colin tells her that he likes her shoes. Then says: 'I have a car in my shoe'. She smiles and walks away. I don't want to know what she was thinking. By this time, I've also noticed that he is walking with somewhat of a limp and may, in fact, have a car in his shoe.

After we drop Salem off to his room, I walk Colin to his room and sit him down to take his shoes off. Sure enough, there was a black MatchBox car tucked into his sock. Resting in the arch of his foot. My son tried to smuggle a car into school today. Kind of ingenious.

I know this is random but I had to write it down. It's one of those little stories that I don't want to forget. Someday, when he's older I'd like to read this with him and laugh. And remember.

And remember how he reaches over in the backseat and asks his brother to 'hold my hand' each day after school.

And how we read Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs and also watched the movie by the same name almost every night for about three weeks straight until we returned the movie to Nana and Pop and the book to the library.

Maybe one day he will grow up to be a weatherman. Or maybe a car smuggler. I'm hoping for the latter.

Giving Thanks

Thanksgiving was very low-key this year and that's just the way we like it!

Chris' Dad came to visit and to spend the holiday with us. Other than a trip to the Bass Pro Shop and Home Depot on Black Friday, we just hung around the house together. Played a few games, watched movies, and ate good food. The weather was even gorgeous- 65 degrees and sunny!

For dinner, we kept it simple with a homemade chicken pot pie, Parker house rolls (which totally flopped), roasted Brussels sprouts and derby pie. Salem ate an entire (baby) bowl of chicken pot pie. He was in LOVE. And the remainder of the leftovers (a.k.a. what Salem didn't eat) were cleared out by dinner the next night. Delicious!

My favorite memory from this holiday was this little leaf-

Colin was asked what he was thankful for to have it written on the back of his leaf. He said 'Elmo' because his little brother likes Elmo. So thankful to have such a sweet, big brother!