It's 8 PM; Gregg is making a pumpkin cheesecake for Thanksgiving, I'm on the couch watching the Coyotes game, and Sabrina's on the floor coloring on her giant paper pad. The Boys are somewhere, sleeping. We're enjoying the quiet as we wait for the arrival of Grandma-ma from San Antonio Texas. Gregg's mother has not seen the baby since last November, so it will be exciting to have her and her husband here for a few days to visit and have Thanksgiving. Right now, I'm just enjoying the calm before the storm.