Thanksgiving

It's been a good week, even though the van has had two flat tires, the lawn mower is in the shop, and Pip has had a nasty allergic reaction to something that pretty much made her face look like she'd been beaten, it was so swollen.

But the good stuff-

No more supplemental oxygen for the STriderling.
Striderling's Mama had an ultrasound to determine if his little sibling has the same genetic-link disorder he does, and the ultrasound indicated everything is GOOD!!!
The geneticists remain impressed by Striderling's progress and also somewhat puzzled at how well he's doing, so much so that they are still sometimes wondering if he might possibly NOT have the genetic syndrome they've diagnosed.
He remains fed exclusively on breastmilk thanks to generous donors- more is coming from a far in the next couple of days.
A dear friend of ours, one of the two chemistry majors we used to have in the house so often before they both graduated, got married last night/tonight/Friday, and the wedding was lovely.
My niece's wedding is in a week, in Missouri (and we're going).
One of the flat tires in the van was on our way to the Chemistry Major's wedding (to a Disney Princess).  We were able to contact friends on their way to the wedding to pick up most of us, so we arrived in time.  The HM and the FYB stayed behind and fixed the tire, and my husband swelled with pride later when he told me "I couldn't have done it without the Boy, he really was indispensable."
The Dread Pirate Grasshopper and his family all come home from vacation tomorrow night.