Um yeah, so back to the subject of this blog.

Thanks Mom, for hijacking my blog for a couple of posts. Give it back. Love Max

OK, Dad here. As promised, I wanted to blog about the Thanksgiving dinner that our friends threw for us...well, for themselves, really, but they thought to invite us. We had just rolled off the plane on the Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend (more on that later), and the last thing we wanted to do was go home and cook. Thankfully, our friends M&E were whipping up dinner for parents and another friend and were kind enough to let us tag along :) for their first big meal in their new house.

Max fell asleep on the way over (in his stroller), so while we all caught up with one another, Max snoozed on the porch. Thankfully, the weather allowed this - it was a gorgeous day outside! Eventually, Max got up and joined the party, but was mighty cuddly and did not want to be let go. After about a half hour or so, he finally decided that toddling around and meeting people (and the dog!) would be OK.

That's when the breakthrough began. Max started walking like he had never walked before. Walking over to the cheese plate. Walking over to the stairs. Walking over to the box of empty beer bottles (and taking a swig...uh-oh...). Walking over to the golf balls rolling across the floor. And the china cabinet. And the toy car garage that got dug up from somewhere. He was still crawling a bunch, but this will certainly be the night we point to as the one where Max became a toddler.

As for the adult-related stuff, the food was amazing. Heart attack potatoes, yummy turkey (Max's first!) and a delicious homemade pumpkin pie! We had a wonderful time chatting and trading political jibes until Max got a bit cranky and needed his beauty rest. We're very lucky to have friends like this - THANKS!

A couple of nights later, we all headed over to Auntie K's place down the street for an Electorama party. The election itself was a little anticlimactic, but Max had a great time wandering back and forth on the hardwood floors and, after he went to bed, we had a blast catching up with good friends and eating all of the orange finger food, crudites and vegan pumpkin pie we could ask for. Our candidate won in our riding, so that totally put a cherry on the evening.

Here are some pictures from our Thanksgiving evening:


Max, touching base with work on a Blackberry

Showing off some toys and a sweet new couture jacket courtesy of uncle Chris.

So Max has started to climb stuff. Here's one of his more daring attempts.