Day of Thanks

B = 9 months, Dad = 7 months

B= 9 months, Dad = 11 months

At Ray's Aunt Ceil's house in Pittsburgh with Ray's cousin Helena. Helena loved B and he loved her!

B's Aunt Samantha, Ray's Aunt Helen, Ray's Cousin Helena, Dillon, B's Gramie Kay

This series of photos is pretty hilarious. It appeared B was taking an interest in the cinnamon stick in Samantha's cider. He had a little taste and this is the picture commentary.

What is that? I kind of want to try that.

Yeah, didn't go over so well, Mom.

And... cue the waterworks.

We had a lot of waterworks on this trip. B is in full-on separation anxiety mode and anyone other than Mom or Dad are not preferred. He also is quite partial to being held all. the. livelong. day. So those panic faces? We saw them frequently.

Giving a wink for the camera.

Should've cropped this picture. B's first Thanksgiving. That bib's been collecting dust since November 2010. Another Andrew hand-me-down that never received any wear. B made sure to take care of that with cranberry sauce, he LOVED.

Table + people

Playing with his 90-year-old great grandfather

B meeting his Aunt Samantha

The next day, we headed out on a quest to eat! Most people don't have the gusto after Thanksgiving dinner, but I most definitely do, being the vegetarian and all. Though, this year was wonderful because our amazing hosts cooked me up some black beans to go with my Thanksgiving sides that were so tasty (and thoughtful!).

We hit up a joint our Chicago friends told us about... Primanti Brothers. We visited the original in the Strip District of Pittsburgh for lunch on Black Friday. Who needs shopping when you've got artery-clogging sandwiches stuffed with french fries?

Clearly, B's happy about our lunch choice.

With Gramie & Grandpa

That coleslaw was off the hook.

After we hit up Primanti Bros., we headed a few blocks over to Shadyside to Prantl's Bakery for a Burnt Almond Torte. We first had this at Andrew's baby shower back in summer 2010. It was a wonderful time and the cake was delicious. It was just as delicious 2.5 years later.

I might have eaten this in the car with my bare hands. Who needs a fork?

The off to Aunt Helen's house to see horses!

B spent the holiday being a crybaby, but when he came around a horse at Ray's Aunt Helen's house getting up close and personal, he wasn't bothered in the least. Go figure.

See?

We had a nice visit at Aunt Helen's house and ate some delicious food! They even sent us home with a local brew that's really tasty! Fellow beer connoisseurs unite. We brought some local Chicago brews to Thanksgiving dinner as well.

Across the country, B's other grandparents were up in Redding, CA visiting my Grandma & Great Grandma. That's right! B has a 97-year old Great-Great Grandma! Picture compliments of my mom. Wish we all didn't live so far. It would've been so nice to celebrate with them, too.

My mom, Great Grandma, Uncle Tim

Isn't she cute? I mean, really.