Baby Champuru catching a few winks with Aunty Rene
Yesterday, Baby Champuru had her first real outing: a visit to my in-laws’ house for Thanksgiving dinner, complete with raucous cousins, engaging conversation and jubilant laughter (my favorite thing about my in-laws!), and doting aunties.
Aunties (angels, absolute angels!) took turns holding baby, so hubby and I were able to eat a meal without rushing or having to eat in shifts, as has been the norm. I forgot how nice it is to have the luxury of actually being able to chew my food and taste it before swallowing. And boy, what a wonderful meal to savor and enjoy! Holiday meals at my in-laws’ house is always a veritable feast, replete with copious leftovers for everyone in attendance to take home.
By the way, my broccoli casserole was a hit! Even the kids liked it. To me, that’s the greatest compliment, since kids never mince words to be polite and they will tell you to your face if your potluck dish sucked.
Baby Champuru was on her best behavior, as if trying to impress the family. She peered around curiously as she was passed from aunty to aunty, hardly letting out a peep. The only time she expressed some displeasure was when her tummy was growling and she was 30 minutes past her feeding time, but even then, it was just a small utter of protest — not the usual wide-mouthed wailing that we are treated to at home. Aunty Lisa bottle-fed her and she was happy and content after that.
What a good girl! Her first Thanksgiving and she did so well. Mommy is so proud of you, Baby Champuru!
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