November 26, 2017

 Happy Birthday to this guy.  We were lucky to have a lot of his family in town to celebrate with us.  We're used to getting a table for two, plus a highchair, so waiting for a table for twelve to open up at the restaurant tested our patience.  But dinner was fun and delicious.  Also, I'm terrible at group photos.  The unblurry ones didn't even have the birthday boy in them, so here are all the people we were with, photographed separately.





  Wednesday was pie day.  Everyone but Shelbi, Sydney, Brynn, and I went to the movies this afternoon.  We stayed home for a pie-making bonanza.  Four Foster chocolate, 1 pudding chocolate, 2 apple, 1 cherry, 1 banana cream, 1 peach, and 1 pumpkin.  That's almost a pie per person.  Sounds about right.

  Thanksgiving is definitely in the running as my favorite holiday.  The best food for lunch, usually a nap in the afternoon, and pie to end things off.


The obligatory kids' table.  I adore the centerpiece and banner Bailey made for decorations.

 My dishes helper.  And doctor who glued my fingertip back together after an incident with the potato peeler.

  The kids couldn't fathom a Thanksgiving without High Stakes Bingo, so I put the older girls in charge of it.  For sure another successful year.  Except me.  I won zero times.

  Friday was about as beautiful a day as you can get in late November.  I forced the kids outside to enjoy it.  

 Late Saturday night we found Ryan's can cozy on the kitchen counter, among the left-out card games and dishes.  Surely Ryan didn't realize that's where he left it.  Jeff relocated it, to test Ryan's can cozy radar.  When lunch came around today and Ryan was ready for his soda, he came right to the spot on the kitchen counter where it was left out.  He really does keep track of it better than any other possession.

   I commemorated the beginning of the Christmas season today with my Elf shirt and Christmas Legos.  It's a magical time.


Some bonus photos, because how could I not.


1 comment:

  1. Oh dear. Sounds like you were the one to cry at High Stakes Bingo. There's always one...

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