Andy got the day off (hooray!) so we took Jordan to his first movie ever (Wreck It Ralph) with four other families who brought their kiddos as well. We took up an entire row and a half and my oh my were our kids excited. Jordan especially. We lounged around outside while the trailers were playing in anticipation of an attention span we could not fully estimate but wanted to maximize. He could hear the sound coming from the open doors of all the nearby theatre rooms and he became so excited, pointing to every room, wondering when we could go in. When it was time, we went in and he sat in his big theatre chair, like a King finally back in his throne after being gone for a long time, relaxed and completely comfortable, as if he had been missing his chair all his life. I'm unsure what to attribute him making it through the movie to - the movie nicely coinciding with his naptime, a small head cold coming on and the desire to just lie on mommy and zone out to a Disney movie, or an actual interest in the movie, but he was awesome! He made it through the entire movie, barely snacked on all the many things we brought and received (a goody bag with Swedish fish and malt balls from our friends who invited everyone), and stayed in his seat or on my lap the entire time. And might I add, the movie was spectacular, two thumbs up and sooo creative!
Following the awesome movie which I highly recommend everyone go see, we came home and Jordan napped while Andy and I lunched and caught up on The Voice. Jordan woke up about 2.5 hours later, had some milk, and then we got all our gear ready to head off to our friend's church building where we were going to potluck with five other couples and a ton of kiddos.
The food was delicious, the company was amazing, and the wives even got a chance to play Hokie Six (fun new game I just learned about!) while the kiddos ran around in the gym with their dads. From time to time, some of the kids would run back into the room we were in, wanting to play with their moms, but my son never came. He was perfectly content with a bunch of balls, a large space to run, and his daddy nearby. It was glorious. The only unfortunate part of the night was Jordan's utter excitement at being with the big kids' at their table, pushing mom and dad away when we tried to help him eat, wanting to be independent and eat himself which translates to a few bits and a lot of running around. It wasn't until we were home that Jordan ate dinner (around 9 PM) because at the Church, there was just too much going on for him to stop and eat.
We miss all our family who we were unable to spend this Thanksgiving with but are grateful for all the new friends we've made here. Happy Thanksgiving! Hope everyone had a bomb diggity Thanksgiving full of delightful food, extra calories, and sweet yummies.