I normally look forward to Thanksgiving. I love getting together with family, but this year is going to be difficult. I know we'll all try to put smiles on our faces so that Grandma has an easier time, but it's going to be hard.

Oh god, and then Christmas! This holiday season is going to suck. I totally blame you, Grandpa =P

My Grandpa's funeral service was this past Friday. It was beautiful. I was in complete denial about this whole ordeal. Intellectually I knew that my Grandpa wasn't with us anymore, but I refused to "believe" it. Friday night I finally allowed myself to say that words, "my Grandpa is dead". It sounds totally harsh, but I needed to say it so that I could start to finally grieve. I cried for the first time since Sunday (when he passed).

Christian turned 8 months yesterday. He is a crawling machine. He can pull himself up onto the furniture, and is starting to walk along our couches. Any takers on when they think he'll start walking?

I'm going to start him on small chew-able foods soon. He loves chomping on puffs, and lately has hated eating his pureed baby food, so I think it's time to move on.

It's so difficult to have Christian reach these milestones. I know how much my Grandpa loved watching my kids grow, and every time Christian does something new I think about how excited my Grandpa would be to see these things.

**sigh**