Note to self, make sure your kid while eating a fast food cheeseburger and exclaiming, "Ooh, pickle! I love pickles!" actually does a better job of chewing the pickle before swallowing... Turns out, Emma, accomplished a once in a lifetime feat of chewing the pickle but somehow only swallowing the center of the pickle, leaving the outer ring to get stuck in her throat like a long piece of fettuccine gagging her and rendering her choking and breathless! Daddy reacted with lightening Daddy skills, Heimliched twice, she coughed out the intruder pickle and started breathing again. (Have I mentioned how much I LOVE my husband???)
She was pretty shaken up by the scare, but not enough to NOT finish the burger. Go, Emma.
So, just to clarify... TWICE we have stopped at a McDonalds on the return trip from PA to NY, and TWICE we have had Emma eating drama. (If you recall, she once choked on a french fry and vomited all over our fancy new-used minivan...). Perhaps we should stick to Wendy's... Em prefers their junior bacon cheeseburger anyway. I mean really, BACON!
Speaking of bacon, Saturdays are pretty busy around the penthouse. So busy I usually forget to remove a protein from the freezer in time for it to thaw for dinner. Today was no different so Em ended up with leftover turkey for dinner (no complaints), BUT not Benjamin. He ate FOUR pieces of center cut bacon and a few plates of Auntie Annie's Mac and cheese. Seriously, I went into the village to do some Christmas shopping ("Black Saturday" - shop LOCAL and support the Mom and Pop shops!!!) and came home to Daddy giving me the play by play of Benjamin requesting, "Want more, Daddy?" as if to say, I WANT MORE and if I am all cute about it I know you'll give it to me.
(FYI, I purchased ONE awesome gift shopping local for my husband. I came home, we got the kids to bed, and then my husband OPENED the gift!! Yes, once again, this is why I shop on Dec 24th or order from Amazon and have it shipped to wherever we are celebrating Christmas. IT'S ME!! I can't delay the gratification of giving! HAHAHA!)
This afternoon we enjoyed the "Santa Parade" in our village put on by our local Chamber of Commerce. I teared up watching my kiddos enjoy the firetrucks and boyscouts and local dance school kids and the Dickens Festival characters all costumed up, etc. marching by. It was cheesy and small town and a wonderful example of WHY we happily left the big city to settle in our little seaport village where on a daily basis we run into someone who truly does "know our name".
Proof of the FUN:
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What I LOVE about this pic is Emma and George covering their ears as the firetrucks let the sirens go, Ben being a silent observer, and my pal Jen getting the kiddos in the spirit of the whole parade magic by waving at all the folks marching by.
Today was another one of those GOOD days.









