Sea Island

Sea Island

With an adult-getaway in the books, just days before Thanksgiving, we opted to take the back roads up to the Georgia coast.  The scenery is so much more interesting when not on the interstate. But then again, once you arrive  the scenery at The Cloister is nothing short of magical. My magical kingdom.  We ate a fancy smanchy -star restaurant, the Georgian Room, and walked along the main drive to look at all the pretty houses. The November weather was beautiful.

Crossing over to St. Simons Island

Crossing over to St. Simons Island

 

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Sea Island via grateful simplicity Sea Island via grateful simplicity

Sea Island via grateful simplicity

Our room overlooking the river

 

Sea Island via grateful simplicity

Sea Island via grateful simplicity

And a few from our road tripping there….

Sea Island via grateful simplicity

Sea Island via grateful simplicity

 

 

We hope to go back for Mike’s 80th birthday. Until then….

Edited to add: before I could hit publish, Raynes walked up to my desk with a handful of wet bird feathers he just found in the yard. Welcome home!

view from our patio.. swoon. Now it's back to tattle tale'ing and kitchen crumbs.

view from our patio.. swoon. Now it’s back to tattle tale’ing and kitchen crumbs.

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We are Thankful…. and new traditions

We are Thankful…. and new traditions

Mr. Robinson and I got to talking about family traditions recently and it dawned on me that we don’t have a whole heck of a lot. Yes, there’s the Nutcracker, and Christmas Eve church service followed by the Hanley’s party. But what about Thanksgiving?  With our parents living in the same town and still hosting Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners, it kind of puts us in this not-a-kid but not officially-an-adult category when it comes to the holidays.  There’s not exactly a ‘we-make-this-every-year’ dish that makes it’s appearance or annual travels to visit family.

So I decided we needed one more good ol’ family tradition for Thanksgiving. Let’s have Thanksgiving Pajama Breakfast— cousin style. We went straight from our beds, in our pajamas, over to Aunt Britty and Uncle Matt’s house for a Thanksgiving breakfast. So I’m not gonna lie, the first annual Thanksgiving Pajama Breakfast was a little weak on attendance (thanks to my two pre-teen girls sleeping and it being smack dab in the middle of the rut for Mr. Robinson. For those of you that aren’t from the South, here’s what the rut is.)

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But it’s about quality, not quantity, sometimes and the little cousins were happy nonetheless.  Just kidding Britton and Kenley if you are reading this– it wasn’t the same without you!

 

We are Thankful.... and new traditions

We are Thankful.... and new traditions

 

We are Thankful.... and new traditions via grateful simplicity

We are Thankful.... and new traditions via grateful simplicity

We are Thankful.... and new traditions via grateful simplicity

 

Not to have missed out altogether on the new Thanksgiving morning ritual, Kenley decided that she needed to make up for having missed breakfast and insisted we make our favorite Trader Jo’s cinnamon buns- which are usually reserved for weekend mornings when the girls have spend the night company.

We are Thankful.... and new traditions via grateful simplicity

foreground– K started her Christmas shopping early and already has her gifts wrapped. Over achiever.

 

 

Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade

Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade

Mr. Robinson and I snuck away for a mini-vacation to celebrate his 40th birthday, returning late yesterday afternoon. Try as I might to give Thanksgiving the time it deserves, I couldn’t refrain from pulling down some of the Christmas decor boxes. And buying garland. And playing Christmas music. Okay, I give up. I am in full on Christmas spirit and Advent hasn’t even begun. Speaking of Advent, I finally broke down and purchased handmade Jesse Tree ornaments– the paper ones we cut out years ago have seen their better days and I can’t think of a better “decoration” to spend money on this Christmas.

We are Thankful.... and new traditions via grateful simplicity

 

Now it’s time to sit back and take a page from Poochie’s book. Once I do just a little more fah-la-la-la-lah’ing around the house.

We are Thankful.... and new traditions via grateful simplicity

Happy Thanksgiving 2015!

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School dismissed Friday for a week-long Thanksgiving Break. Can I get a hallelujah? I’m so excited I can’t decide if I should rest, organize or start cooking some Thanksgiving fixings.  So I did a little bit of everything today. Mr. Robinson took The Littles camping last night, a first for Raynes, and they loved it.  Well, loved might be a strong word. Raynes was an instant fan and would be happy if he got to live in a pop up camper for the rest of his life. Mr. Robinson, on the other hand, didn’t fall asleep until 2:30 am with the deflated air mattress, car alarm going off, co-campers snoring, and  tight quarters.  Thankfully, B and I stayed back and enjoyed our quiet dinner at an Italian restaurant last night, while we caught up on 7th grade happenings.

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Raynes’ Pre-K Thanksgiving feast. He is thankful for food, family, and TOYS (and he didn’t so much as touch that fruit– worst eater ever)

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I am thankful for crafty moms that volunteer to bring desserts to the Thanksgiving feast

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Thankful.

Catie Tyler

Catie Tyler’s two week glamour shots… revealed. I could just eat her up. She sleeps and purrs. Just like a little kitty cat I know.

Catie Tyler via grateful simplicity

 

 

Downing seems a little 'over' his baby sister already. Kenley can relate.

Downing seems a little ‘over’ his baby sister already. Kenley can relate.

Catie Tyler via grateful simplicity

Catie Tyler via grateful simplicity

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Boys already crashing her party

Boys already crashing her party

Catie Tyler via grateful simplicity

Maybe I can dig out my old infant carrier and drive this little sweet thing around!

Happy 40th Birthday, Mr. Robinson

Happy 40th birthday to Mr. Robinson! Over the hill indeed….

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Happy 40th Birthday, Mr. Robinson via grateful simplicity

Happy 40th, Mr. Robinson via grateful simplicity

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Hard to believe he is really 40 seeing that we met when he was a young 21 year-old hanging out Big Daddy’s bar on Tennessee Street.   From the streets of Miami, to the Lincoln football field to suit and tie in downtown  Tallahassee and now the big four oh. Goes by fast….  Who would’ve thunk it?

Happy 40th Birthday, Mr. Robinson. We love you!