Thanksgiving, NYC style

Thanksgiving 2011 was nothing short of SPECTACULAR!
We took a road trip to NYC with our pals Gloria and Stef to experience the
Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.
It was something we needed to get off our bucket list; since we didn't know if we'd be in the area after this summer, we decided to go for it.
We left Wednesday early evening and to our surprise and thrill, there was very LITTLE traffic.
We rented a small apartment in the East Village and enjoyed a fun weekend in the
BIG APPLE!

We dressed super warm and headed to the parade route at 6 a.m. The weather was perfect; it was in the 40's and with all my warm gear I was not cold in the slightest! Thanks to Nicole for my cool Birthday Hat and Gloria to my awesome birthday cowl. We had a good spot and were able to see the parade very well.

Berke really liked the big balloons, the rest he was semi interested in, unless it was the sesame street float.

Sponge Bob

Mickey Mouse, this was by far Berkeley's favorite balloon. He waved at Mickey and couldn't take his eyes off him. This kid loves Mickey!

The classic Kermit balloon whom you cant help but cheer for!

The parade was so amazing; it was surreal to see how giant those balloons are in person. I recommend everyone experiencing the parade live at least once.

Berke was passed out 90 seconds after the parade. The long night travel, the early rising and the excitement of the parade just wore the kid out. He really was a trooper.

We could have gone out and paid $60 a person for a traditional Thanksgiving dinner, but we opted for the $20 pizza instead. We were able to find a Jewish Bakery open, so we did get some pumpkin and pecan pie (which is the best part of the feast anyhow).

Black Friday we headed to Times Square to hit up Toys R Us and ride the Ferris Wheel inside.
Yes, I admit it, I put my kid on a leash (I apologize for judging all the parents with kids on leashes in the past). I knew B was gonna run around the toy store; I also knew that it was Black Friday at the Biggest Toy Store in the U.S. I had no choice but to put the kid on the leash and I can say now it was a good choice.
Berke was in TOY HEAVEN! He loved all the Cars stuff, Mickey Mouse stuff, Yo Gabba Gabba stuff, etc. etc. We waited in line and finally made it onto the Ferris Wheel.

We road the Mr. Potato Head Ferris Wheel car and Berke was on cloud 9!
It took B a total of 30 seconds to fall asleep once he hit the stroller after 3 hours in a toy store.

We then visited the 9/11 Memorial which was beautiful and humbling. The weight of the loss from that day is still heavy, but there is a peace in remembering these people who lost their life that tragic day.

From there we walked over the Brooklyn Bridge. So cool, such a great view of the city!

Here we all are, having a blast!

There was also lots of rough housing and pillow fights! Berke couldn't get enough of "pillow game" with aunt Stefy, he wanted to play it every night...all night long.

What a memorable trip to NYC. We had such a great time. NYC is not the easiest city to maneuver through with a small child, nor is it a quite place at any time of day, but it is a very fun place to visit.
Thanks G and Stefy for putting up with us, we had a fabulouso time!

Thankful...Gobble Gobble

I am so thankful for my family (even if my 2 year old wont stop crying the entire time we were paying good money to have our family pictures taken; I just stuffed smarties in his mouth so at least he isn't crying in the picture).
I love these three boys more than words could ever describe. I am thankful that they go along with me on all our silly adventures. That they make me laugh on a daily basis and laugh at my dorkiness. They really are just the best and I am so happy to have them in my life.

I am thankful for my parents, parent-in-laws, brothers, sibling-in-law (pretty sure that is a made up word), grandparents, great grandparents, aunts, cousins, nieces and nephews.
I love that they are just there for me when I need them.

I am thankful for my friends, cause quite frankly they are the BEST! There is always a fun time to be had with the crowd I hang with.

I am thankful for chap stick, cause without it my lips would hurt real bad. (no seriously I love chap stick!)

I am thankful for my inhaler, cause without it I could not run or workout without coughing for hours on end. Even though my inhaler makes me feel like an old person, I love it for helping me breath!

I am thankful for my i phone, cause it has changed my life. I work with a boy from the Sudan whose mother has to walk 5-6 hours to get to a phone to talk to him. WOW, and I have an I phone, is something wrong with this picture? So if I am not grateful for my i phone that I am just plain selfish. I have so much!

I am thankful for my jobs, 1- as a mother, 2- as a social worker, 3-a wife, and 4- a friend. Yes they all take work, and yes they all make me a better person.

I am thankful for my car as it takes me to and fro in my daily life and on my fun family trips.

I am thankful for life, and try to live it without any regrets. We are blessed to be here and must take advantage of the blessings we have while we are here.

I am thankful for my new headband, my new warm socks, peppermint joe joes, eggplant, candles that smell yummy, my running group, amazon.com, computers, books, new couches, Mad Men, country music, air planes, dunford chocolate donuts, memories, my camera, toothpaste and lots of other really important cool stuff.

Hope Everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving! I hope you remember to at least think about what you are thankful for on this day of feasting!

Quick Trip

Berkeley and I took a quick trip to Utah last week for my Gramp's funeral. While it wasn't an ideal reason to go, we had a really good time being with our family. Berke did very well on the long flight; I owe it all to the Curious George Sticker book and the I Pad.
Berke loved seeing his Papa Taft and Lori; he loves them so much!

The kids were very good at the wake/viewing (it is called different things depending what part of the country you live in). There were ipods, iphones, DS and other electronic devices being passed around to make everyone happy.

It was great to visit family and see many people I haven't seen in years. We even got to to visit Berke's great great gram, my Gramp's mom who is doing wonderful at 95 years. My Great Gram Taft, Gram Taft, Bill, Nean, Laci and Berkeley. Pretty cute family.

We Taft's LOVE to shop! So what do you do when you feel sad?
Retail therapy!
Four women, one jeep, lots of shopping bags.

Most of my time was spent with my dad and Gram Taft, Berke and I also got to visit my mom and this side of the family. Two grandparents, 3 great grandparents, 4 cousins, an aunt and uncle later, this kid was so confused on why he has so many grandparents!
Berke loved playing cars with his cousin Tristen while everyone ate dinner.

Now we are back to reality. I can't believe Thanksgiving is just a week away!

Grandpa Taft

Michael Vern Taft

Michael V. Taft passed away November 7, 2011. He was born August 2, 1941 in Lehi, Utah to Vern Ivan and Utella Smith Taft. He married Dianne Thiese on October 29, 1960. Mike worked as a welder for the plumbers and pipefitters union for over forty years.
He enjoyed gardening, pets, and was an avid drag racing fan.
Mike is survived by his wife of fifty-one years Dianne, daughter JaNean Taft (Tom Dowland), son Bill Taft (Lori Green), grandchildren Rocky Taft (Michelle Baxter), Laci Gentry (Christian), great-grandchildren Gage Taft, Berkeley Gentry, Chanae Goodman, Ashton Baxter, great-great-granddaughter Kloie Goodman, mother Utella Taft, brothers Neil (Sandie) and Russell (Leslie) Taft, sister Cheryl Taft (Lance Wise). He was preceded in death by his father Vern Taft.
Funeral services will be at 11:00 a.m. on Friday, November 11th at Wasatch Lawn Mortuary, 3401 South Highland Drive, Salt Lake City. A viewing will be held on Thursday from 6-8:00 p.m., and one hour prior to the services on Friday.

Dear Gramp,

It is hard for me to imagine going to your house and not having you there, in your chair, in the kitchen waiting to greet me. I have so many memories of you sitting in your chair, always in that same spot. From that spot you could see who was coming to the door, see the birds visiting the bird feeder in the backyard, keep on eye on the dogs when they needed to go outside or be let back in. You were always there when Gram, Nean and I got back from our shopping trip, waiting anxiously to see how much Gram spent while we were out. We’d show you all our bargains, and you’d pretend to be impressed and interested. You were always sitting there to greet Rocky and I when we were little on Sunday mornings as we’d wake up and gather for a yummy meal together. That was just your special spot.

It is hard for me to picture Christmas mornings without you sitting by the fireplace. You always made the best fires on Christmas morning. You made sure all the beautiful wrapping paper from all the presents got disposed of by burning it up. This may seem like a silly memory, but each Christmas I can picture you sitting on the fireplace so clearly in my head, this was such a special tradition to me.

It’s hard for me to imagine anyone else driving your jeep around town. You love to drive everyone to dinner regularly. When Gram and Nean wanted to stop at Mervyns, Ross or Albertsons afterward, you would always gladly drop them off and wait in the jeep patiently for them to return. You were so good to take Gram to and from all of her medical appointments she had this year from her accident, as well as drive to visit her every single day she was in the hospital and rehab. It is so hard to imagine you not being there with Gram anymore, you two were such a wonderful team.

It’s hard to imagine who will run the BBQ in the backyard now. You were truly in your element in your backyard. You worked so hard to make it look nice, often to be destroyed by the dogs. You loved to have family BBQ’s, where you could fire up your monster chef grill and make everyone happy with juicy hamburgers, delicious steaks or tender chicken. You really were the master BBQer. If I think about it this really had to be your happiest self. You love to be with your family, outside, BBQing and eating good food.

Dear Gramp,

Thanks for teaching me to have a sense of humor. You were never a man who had a lot to say or who talked a lot about deep philosophical things, but people always wanted to hear what you had to say. Mostly everyone wanted to hear what witty, sarcastic thing would come out of your mouth next. You truly could match wits with anyone and loved to give those you cared about he most a hard time. This is definitely a trait you have handed down to my dad and I think I picked up on a bit of it as well. I can only hope Berkeley can get some of you humor as well.

Dear Gramp,

Thanks for loving your family so much. You and Gram are constantly showing your family how much you love them. You always wanted to with your family. Each Sunday you would drive to pick up your mom, Pop or both so we could all eat dinner together. There wasn’t a week that went by that you weren’t having dinner with Nean, Gage, Gram, dad or everyone. You truly loved being with your family whenever you could, as it was always your number 1 priority. Thanks for setting such a good example to me about the importance of family.

Thanks for being such a great Gramp to Rocky and I. We couldn’t have asked for anything better. You and Gram have always been there for us and helped us in any way you could. Thanks for being the best.

Thank you for being such a wonderful Great Grandfather! I know being able to watch Gage regularly has been one of the biggest joys for you and Gram the last few years. He has brought so much joy and laughter to you and your home. He’s been so lucky to be close with his great grandfather. I know he is going to miss you; eating his broccoli at Chili’s with you, along with the many other fun things you did together.

I know you and Gram keep up with my blog regularly mainly so you can keep up with Berkeley. The last time we talked on the phone a few weeks ago, you told me you had read how Berkeley had pushed a little girl into a fountain and of course you had to get on the phone and ask me what kind of child I was raising that would do such a thing. I am so glad Berke got to spend time with you this summer.

Dear Gramp,

I am going to miss you. My heart is so heavy that you left the world so fast. You are going to be missed so much by your wife, mother, daughter, son, brothers, sister, in-laws, grandchildren, and dear friends. I will miss your laugh, your amazingly cool and well-maintained mustache and especially your presence in my life. I know you are with your dad now and will watch over us all. Please know that we love you so much, and always will.

Love you Gramp!

THE SHIP

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!"

"Gone where?"

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!" there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: 'Here she comes!"

And that is dying.


Henry Van Dyke