At a Loss . . .

We just returned from a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday with our families in North and South Carolina. It was a surprise visit that we successfully pulled off (no thanks to my big mouth) and we had a great time with everyone. My mom was shocked when Brice was at her door, ringing the doorbell and shouting "Surprise" and so was Billy's mom. I don't think we were ready for just how cold it was going to be and I was more thankful for our crazy Florida heat when we stepped off the plane here at home.

Brice didn't want to leave and he kept asking on the plane if Grandma was coming to our house (which she and Grandpa are for Christmas!) and he still doesn't understand the concept of time very well yet, so it was a constant question and answer session.

I think the cutest memory of the trip was Grandma teaching Brice the motions to "Awesome God" that her pre-school class had been learning at church. Brice just loved it and is still singing that song :)

The saddest part of the trip was that I didn't take any pictures. Oh I had good intentions. I HAD the camera WITH me. The battery WAS NOT CHARGED. Billy did get a few pictures before it died, so we will post those soon. You would think that I could plug the charger in the wall. NEVER DID IT. I think part of my brain shut down. It could have been the cold.

Yeah, that's what we'll blame it on. The cold ;-)