Turkey Day

Aidan’s first Thanksgiving has come and gone without much excitement. He did enjoy turkey and vegetables for dinner – the Gerber variety which looks very similar to the chicken and vegetables, and beef and vegetables - a small jar of brownish mush. For all I know, it could all be the same stuff, how am I to tell (without actually tasting the stuff)? Are Aidan’s taste buds even developed enough to discern the difference between the darker brown mush and the slightly more tan colored mush? Who knows, I think I should buy stock in Gerber, they’ve obviously got a racquet going that’s lasted generations.

I have found that, if we are attending a function, any function, where other small children will be in attendance there really isn’t any need for us to load up the wagon queen family truckster with enough toys to start our own ebay store. Other children seem to come with their own truckload of toys that Aidan can play with, slobber on, chew on and then make a quick exit – what could be better! Although to be fair, we should start bringing some toys for Aidan to play with. Besides, who knows where those other toys have been, who’s been chewing and slobbering on them before Aidan landed his pudgy little hands on them.