About Me

My name is Abigail Elizabeth Connor, otherwise known as "Little Miss Sunshine." I was born on July 10, 2007 at 1:42 pm. Although some might think that my adventures were about to begin at the moment of my birth, I had already had many adventures! This is my way of sharing my newest adventures and travels with my family and friends.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

November/Thanksgiving 2010

We did not do much the weekend that Mommy got back from her trip to Las Angeles. There was a short week at school, then a long weekend for Thanksgiving. I am not sure what this Thanksgiving thing is, but it was a bumpy weekend. Nana decided to go to Memphis to see uncle Mike and Aunt Jackie so she was not there for me to visit. We did not go to Toledo, so no Grandma and Papa to entertain me either. Just Mama and Daddy. And no school friends or school routine. And Finian was busy. Can you see how in my little world that this was not an optimal situation? On Thanksgiving morning, I did help Mama decorate the house for Christmas, which was pretty fun. But I get a little offset when Mama moves around too quickly, like when she is packing or doing a project. I get clingy and whiney and it takes a bit of time for Mama to realize the issue. It often takes here even more time to recognize that she needs to stop moving to fix it. After nap, we did go to Carmella’s house where Anthony and Leia were, which was great fun. Oh right, Papaw, Uncle David and some others were there, but the fun was with Anthony and Leia.

The rest of the weekend was touch and go. The number of meltdowns was more than the entire month of October. To help the situation, we went to the Newport Aquarium for a while on Friday morning. I am still getting used to the Aquarium and we went to see the scuba Santa, which was not what I was looking for. We almost left quickly as I was very clear that I wanted nothing to do with this Santa person, even if he was on the other side of a huge glass wall floating in water.

Did I tell you that I think Santa is a stalker? I don’t like his beard. I don’t like it that he is everywhere and knows everything and comes into your house when you are sleeping. Doesn’t anyone else think this is weird? When I was 2, I stood next to him and would not talk to him. This year, I refuse to go near him. This includes the scuba santa.

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