Of course, there was some traditional Thanksgiving food, like mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie.
It was a small crowd this year, just us and Oma and Papa.
This year, we are thankful for:
Husbands who don't complain. Boys who make me launch, even if it's inappropriate. Families who just show up (and steal chips from the pantry.)
Toilets. Dryer lint. Clumping cat litter. Geese that don't poop. Squirrels.
Fresh air. Sun. Rain. Clouds. Moon. All kind of nature, including black-capped chickadees.
Birds. Squirrels. Cameras. Iproducts. Garbage trucks. Rocks. Everything else!
Sporting KC. KC Chiefs. B-52s. Wheathawks!
One person wrote a whole bunch of things:
This is what happened after we ate.
Friday we headed to the Great Wolf Lodge, just like last year. The boys were excited that we didn't have to spend time furniture shopping this time.
Eating with the dinosaurs.
After dinner.
The waterpark.
Decisions, decisions...what to do next?
Caught the ball mid-air.
Is the last point really necessary? Isn't that kind of pointing out the obvious?
It's not so bad.
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