Thanksgiving

We went to my parents' house for Thanksgiving. This is not something we usually do; typically we are at Mike's parents', but after nine years in a row there, I think it's my turn to go to my family's get together on the actual holiday instead of the day after. We are changing up our rut, and going to start alternating things. I don't know why I didn't do this from the get go.

It was a little cool at first, but quickly turned into a pretty day.

Our annual group pic.... Yes, I know, I have on a tshirt..... but this is supposed to look natural, and this is as natural as we get!

my parents with all the grandkids

and then with just mine. (not pretending these look professional, by the way!)

my one and only sibling; with his wife and daughter

and then.......my brilliant husband decides to go to the woods to hunt for a while before we go to Mrs. Melba's. This is where I had to park my car from and walk, because I couldn't drive any farther.

My dad took his jeep down to where Mike was stuck.... because even though Mike has a winch, it wouldn't work for some reason.

oops.

winching it out, and rolling the line back up.

We left there and headed to Mrs. Melba's for a big supper with friends and family.

We had a great day :)