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We're traveling to Henderson, Tenn., for a long Thanksgiving weekend.
That means:
  • Good eating.
  • Football.
  • Hugs.
  • Excitement for Willow.
  • Giving thanks.
  • Games.
  • Family.
And lastly, packing and hauling my little family down there.
Yes, that last task is an enormous one (it's a big enough burden with just a husband and wife, but when you add a baby ... oh, my!).
We leave tonight.
So I know what lies ahead for me today.
I'm at the keyboard now, steeling myself for the long day ahead.
I have work to do.
I've downloaded an app to my iPhone to help me pack for the new addition (Willow). The app is quite helpful, but it's overwhelming looking at the list and its 1,036,154 things to do.
Do I even have enough time today to go through this list?
And the app doesn't even begin to account for the things Mommy wants. If I were to add those requests to the list, we'd be up to ... just a sec ... calculating ... calculating ... here we go ... 3,176,203 things to do today.
Let me pause here for a second; I'm getting a little overwhelmed.
Just breathe.
Positive thoughts.
Thanksgiving dinner.
Games.
Hugs.
Love.
And football.
OK. I feel better.
I have work to do today, but it's worthwhile.
I get to cash in on the blessings I have in my life.
I have warmth of family and friends.
The support of my mom and sister.
The love of my wife.
And I get to spend all this time with my daughter, who I swear is an angel from heaven (even when she's being a Willow Monster).
This holiday weekend I get to live in the glow of my daughter's happiness, the light coming of her face as she spends time with family, the warmth coming from her cheeks, the sparkle in her eyes. And I know that laugh is capable of curing all the world's ills. I'll hear lots of laughs this weekend.
My, that puts things in perspective.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a few things to get done today.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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  1. Kate G. SmithNovember 23, 2011 at 9:24 AM

    Go Brian Super Daddy! You can do this! And even if you forget something, there are WalMarts in every town between here and Henderson and it will all be fine. Have a wonderful holiday with your family. :)

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  2. AnonymousNovember 23, 2011 at 9:48 AM

    Diapers. Willow's favorite toy/blanket. Clean underwear. Done. ;-)

    It gets simpler, I promise.

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