Thanksgiving has come and gone.
Christian and Blythe came up for the occasion, and we hosted Thanksgiving at our house for the 2nd year in a row.
Seventeen of us and a baby gathered at our house on Sunday.
The feast generally starts at 2 and we eat and complain about our bursting stomachs late into the evening until we begin to feel comfortable again and we bring it out for a second round -- the rational of this isn't very sound.
It never seems to stop us.
Turkey and a full stomach, makes you groggy, but we always drag ourselves out for a walk in between dinner and dessert, when the kitchen and the dining room is somewhat orderly again.
Mom and I were in charge of the dessert again this year -- lets just say we over estimated the ratio of desserts to people a little bit, so ziploc goodie bags full of their favourites was definitely encouraged!
It was a good time.
Always a good time with family.