I would love to write some meaningful post about spending Thanksgiving with my family. I would love to describe with sass and humor the multiple kitchen fires, the stopped up disposal and the “Middle Sister” experience (sorry, if you don’t know that reference, you don’t need to hear that story…) I would love to make you cry with the story of seeing my Mom, or the picture of my little family with my parents, or seeing my niece Jordan recovering so beautifully, or Cooper bonding with the children of 3 people that I love the most in the world, BUT I don’t have the words (or those may have actually been the words and I just wrote them…)
So instead, I am going to tell you about hiking in the White Tank Mountains (they are really hills, but Daniel insists they were mountains, ha.) Daniel and I took Cooper and Eli hiking with us. Cooper and Eli and even Rylan talked all Wednesday about going hunting for rattlesnakes, so Thursday morning, we got up and took the 2 oldest “hunting” for rattlesnakes and other desert creatures. Let me go ahead and get to the ending, we did not see a single desert creature unless you count… nope nothing.
One thing I did gain from this adventure was a reminder that I am the aunt to quite possibly the coolest eight-year old on the planet (I may be biased here.) He was hilarious with his running commentary on all things desert. He found a ton of marble rocks and collected as many as he could carry to try and sell for “a fortune, Mimi!” He called them desert gems and made sure to give them out to the whole family. He then climbed to the top of one of the hills and started shouting “I am KING OF THE WORLD” with Cooper.
The funniest thing though was when he fell hard down the side of the hill and I thought he had broken every bone in his body… (Seriously, I was planning my escape to a non-extraditing country to avoid the wrath of Gretchen Lambert) Really it was only a rock, sorry, a desert gem that had fallen out of his pocket and made a crazy loud noise. He popped right up and shouted “Never give up!” He is a wee bit dramatic, but it works for Eli.
Well that is my Thanksgiving story, bonding with the littlest Lambert. To my whole family, I love you all, you big crazy, embarrassing Facebook picture-posting family of mine!
Eli and Mimi
Kings of the World
Family
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