We started the day with going out for breakfast, one of our favorite things to do. Panera Bread was closed — humpf — so we ended up going to the local diner. Here is my little pilgrim, coloring before the food arrived.
After L took his nap in the afternoon, we drove to Grandma’s house to celebrate Thanksgiving with the Bleasdale Clan. If I counted correctly, we were 18 people — 8 of them children. When we arrived, the other kids had set up a little non-alcoholic bar in the kitchen, and Landon loved being the bartender.
Landon took this picture of Aunt Lisa. She’s a great photographer and writer.
Waiting for the feast to start…
Having fun with his cousins.
The food was delicious, and as always, everyone had brought something. They know me well and didn’t ask me to cook out of self-preservation — I brought cut-up vegetables as the hors d’oeuvres. This is what we had to eat:
— chips, cheese, salsa, raw vegetables
— turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, rolls, candied onions, yams, cranberry sauce, green beans (I’m sure I am forgetting something)
— cheese cake, apple pie, pumpkin pie, cookies, and chocolates
Landon had about four or five of these cookies. I don’t blame him — and I let him have them on this special day. He had so much fun running around with all his cousins, I didn’t see much of him all night. My baby is growing up — and I actually had time for adult conversations :)
Not watching sports is impossible for the Bleasdale Clan, so we all watched the football game in the living room. Lot’s of “Oh, no! Fumble!” (whatever that means) and “He should have punted” (huh?). They all tell me I’ll get into it when L starts playing team sports. They have a lot of confidence in me . . .
An evening wouldn’t be complete if L didn’t take out Grandma’s vacuum cleaner and played with it.
We watched the game until halftime, and then it was time to get our fat bellies home. Another wonderful Thanksgiving surrounded by family — just the way I like it. And thanks everyone for not making me cook anything!