Thanksgiving

We are especially thankful this year that everyone recovered from their illness in time for us to go to family Thanksgiving in Oklahoma! It was close, but after 24-hours sickness-free, we decided to take our chances.

My dad's parents were ill this year also, so we were disappointed to not get to stop and see them in Tulsa on the way down; but as it turned out, with our family sick also, the timing wouldn't have worked out. My parents did take the boys to see them on the way home, though.

We did our best to teach our boys how to be good southern members of the family.

Note the straw sticking out of his mouth. He was attempting to talk while holding it in his mouth.

And whatever big brother does, little brother has to do, too.

Being from the Yankee part of the family myself, this is the best I can do. Maybe one of the southern members of the family can convince them to drink sweet tea next.

The boys had a great time playing with their cousins.

Benjamin caught his first fish (but then didn't want to get too close to it... a fisherman after my own heart).

Our friend, Danielle, and my grandmother proved that you don't need to speak the same language to play dominoes. Danielle told us she had dreamed of getting to experience Thanksgiving in the US, and we think she found the perfect family to do it with.

After rain Thursday morning, it dried out enough to go for a good walk Friday.