Thursday, November 22, 2007

A White Thanksgiving






Since we had our formal Thanksgiving feast on Saturday, we were under no pressure to cook and could enjoy a relaxing, casual, stay on the couch, lazy, wonderful day. Daddy and I slept in while mommy ran to the hospital to check on her patients. After a small breakfast of pears and cereal, I helped daddy make game day pancakes in honor of USC's special game against ASU tonight.




When mommy came home, they dressed me up in my new snowsuit and went outside to take pictures in the snow. My beloved trees, devestated by the loss of their leaves in the passing autumn, were briefly returned to a shadow of their summertime beauty by ornaments of ice and branches laden with snowy pillows. Snow definitely makes winter worthwhile.




Mommy and daddy did their Christmas "shopping" by catalog from the couch while I played. Then, I took a long, peacuful nap on mommy's chest and daddy made a batch of risotto for Granmimi. When I woke from the nap, daddy, myself, and my sisters took a ride out to the farm to drop off the dish of risotto. While we were there, Grandmimi showed me her new puppies: three Saint Benard puppies just one week old. Their mother, Betsy, was very proud and very protective of her new charges. She barked and complained as we examined her babies. So we left her alone, but promised to return when she is more ready for human visitors.




In the evening, mommy made some candied yams to add to our leftovers and we ate them while watching USC trounce the Sun Devils. A great ending to a wonderful day!

1 comment:

Ada said...

Hi Sophie!
You look like a Snow Bunny! This is my favorite picture (the pictures just get better)- nice picture of mom and dad too!
In honor of your blanket of snow I have another song to add to your play book.
One of the great Sammy Cahn songs about the joys of winter composed in 1945 and was also a hit in the movie "Die Hard":
I think you'll like this one:

Oh the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
And since we've no place to go,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

It doesn't show signs of Pausing,
And I've bought some corn for popping,
The lights are turned way down low,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

When we finally kiss goodnight,
How I'll hate going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold me tight,
All the way home I'll be warm.

The fire is slowly dying,
And, my dear, we're still good-bying,
But as long as you love me so,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!