Thanksgiving was good. We spent the long weekend in Indy with my mom and 2 of my sisters. Charlotte was spoiled. She had adoring fans, a canine at her beck and call, and all the pie she could eat (3 nights in a row of both apple and pumpkin pie...never let it be said that we don't feed the child).
We spent Friday afternoon at the Children's Museum in Indianapolis--if you're ever in the area, this is something you really shouldn't miss. For us St. Louisans, it's like a combo of the Science Center + the Magic House (with a bit of the City Museum thrown in as well). She maybe got to see 1/4 of the place in the 4 hours we were there, but enjoyed the Dinosaur exhibit (where she got to dig for fossils), the Carousel (which she did NOT want to get off of), the Playscape (a special area for preschoolers with a huge water play area, sand box, climbing toys, dress up clothes, story time, etc), and ended the afternoon with a trip down the large slide that they make out of the curving entry staircase during the winter.
Saturday included a trip to the YMCA for a dip in the pool, after which she took her first nap of the weekend (yikes!). She fell asleep about 10 minutes before we left town on Sunday, and was annoyed (angered) to realize when she woke up that we were not going back to Grandma's house, as she repeatedly requested(demanded).
Every time we go to visit my mom, I half expect to run into some old classmate, but usually don't. This time, oddly enough, I did run into a classmate. Except it was a college classmate (from Wash U), and I see him every Sunday at church here in St. Louis. Apparently his girlfriend grew up not far from me (far enough away with enough years separating us that I didn't know her). They were enjoying the Children's Museum Friday afternoon too. Strange.