Thanksgiving

T has been asking to go to the Oport (Airport) and ride in an airplane (or helicopter) for a couple of months. But as our Thanksgiving trip to Oma and Opa's house approached he said he wanted to drive or walk instead. Recently he's developed a sense of fear - something I thought would never happen. He enjoyed watching the planes on the runway, but he was really uncomfortable about getting on the plane and he was positively terrified during take off - huddling on my lap in the smallest ball he could curl into. He did relax throughout the flight and he never cried.
Once we got there he had so much fun with Oma and Opa - playing in the yard, going to the park, going to Talbot's Toy Store to see Santa (but not actually sitting on his lap), riding the train to Palo Alto for lunch, playing with lots of fun new toys and books and eating a yummy Thanksgiving dinner. The Scoot and I had a great time as well and were particularly thankful that Oma was happy to spend so much time entertaining the little man so we could relax. I got to exercise every day and did a lot of Christmas knitting. The Scoot spent much of his free time with a new iPad game he found while looking for apps to entertain T. We ate so much yummy food (and not just on Thanksgiving) and got to spend time with uncle K and Aunt H. It was a wonderful vacation that ended too quickly (for us :)).
T still wanted to walk home, but he was much more comfortable getting on the plane and even touched the exterior as we were boarding. He napped for most of the flight and woke up just in time to watch our descent into Portland. Any fear he might have had was quickly over-ridden by all the cool things to see from the plane.