I knew exactly how he felt about being told no more pie. The rest of the pie went home with Megan because I knew it would be hard for me to say no to another slice in the coming days. Keeping in mind that there are no bad foods, I decided to eat one measured or weighed serving of each dish (except the cranberry sauces - Joe made two different flavor profiles) and I logged it all in. Surprisingly, I only went over my fat calories by four grams and still had fifty eight calories left for the day. Since I was not hungry those extra calories stayed unused.
The turkey took about forty-five minutes longer to cook than expected which gave us all plenty of time to play with the baby. His laughter rang through the house as he played hide-n-seek with his dad. Oliver was on the main floor and his dad was on the floor below in the family room. The kitchen overlooks that space so Oliver stood in the kitchen holding on to the railing and looking through it while Jeremy hid near the stairs and popped into view again and again. It was a joy filled game that lasted a good ten minutes.
Earlier Grandpa Joe took Oliver on an art tour. He showed him the pictures on the main floor and described what was in each one. Our sweet boy looked at everything with interest, content to be carried around in Grandpa's arms. Eventually they made their way down to the family room where Grandpa handed him the balls from the pool table and a small solar light that turned off and on when he flipped it over.
There were also lots of stairs climbed. Oliver went up and down for quite a while and I honestly do not know where he gets so much energy.
We missed having our older two grandchildren, Caleb and Charlotte, with us since they were with their mom for the holiday.
All in all it was a lovely, sweet evening spent with people I love.
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