Honorable mentions of this month, not in any particular order 🙂

Our dear little Archer had a birthday!

Word is out that a goblin wanders these streets.

The pantry is locked from the inside because kids these days like to eat tide pods for fun. Then the key was misplaced. Normally I’d be cool to let a dead horse lie, but I happen to hide my candy with the tide pods. There was only one thing left to do:

My favorite doofus:

My father-in-law snuck me a candy bar behind the backs of grandchildren. I’m not saying he’s my favorite father-in-law, but I’m also not saying he’s not.

This happened right at the tail end of November.

It’s fine. We hate visitors anyway.

The cat loved the constant attention from everyone home in quarantine.

Mirror snuggles

Arrow practiced making French Toast. Sander & his trucks did their very best to help.

Thanksgiving was a quiet affair. Most of us tested positive at this point. I didn’t feel any more tired than I usually do, so I whipped us up a thanksgiving feast!

Unfortunately, covid foggy brain is a thing, and most of the food was overcooked. And right about then, most of us got the “loss of taste” symptom. Kids who normally dislike my delicious meals outright hated everything I’d made. (Poor little Archer, who loves cheese, could NOT stand the taste of it. 😦 ) Even Taylor and I couldn’t get past the “soapy water” sensation whenever we ate anything. However, the pumpkin pie tasted fine? Dare I say: normal? God must’ve had pity on us and gave us the gift of pumpkin pie for Thanksgiving

Stuck indoors with covid recovery meant way too much time spent on this stupid game:

And that’s a wrap for November!