Well, kinda.
Mostly I’m visiting with a lot of people (and when it comes to the Thanksgiving bunch, a lot a LOT of people), eating, and sleeping. Usually the eating leads to the sleeping. The vast quantities of people generally facilitate one activity and interfere with the other, and I’ll leave it as an exercise to the reader as to which is which.
The big news around these parts is that something about the social aspects of this giant gathering is really facilitating Simon’s speech. (The same thing happened with Sophia two years ago: before Thanksgiving, not much talking; after Thanksgiving, hasn’t stopped talking since.) Uncle Scott was playing with Simon and holding him upside-down. Eventually Simon started saying, “Upside-down!” Today at the end of breakfast he said, “I done!” and he ran away from his Cheerios.