Our family is a little different than others I come to realize more and more. For 30 some-odd years we had Thanksgiving at my mom's, grandma's, or an aunt's house with a lot of our extended family. Don't you think that is enough Thanksgivings for moms, grandmas, and aunts to prepare? My mom gladly passed on the torch to us and I am grateful. Actually, I think I may have TAKEN the torch from my mom! But my generation, at least myself, ought to learn how to do Thanksgiving Dinner. Why can't we learn to cook and seat a crew?
My parents have 6 grandkids, plus the one making my behind grow to a grotesquely large size. Here is the KID TABLE, minus baby Brogan. Kendal got to sit in his chair and loved it. The kids had a good time and were pretty good kids.
My dad and Kendal reading a book.
Me, with a full yam belly. It surely wasn't a turkey belly, I love the tators, yams, and stuffing way to much to waste much time on the turkey. Gimme carbs, gimme carbs!!