Our bountiful Thanksgiving feast at my sisters. I wish I could take credit for ALL OF DAT.
My contribution was minimal - dessert duty. I decided to make my almond crusted pear tart.
Arranging fruit in a circular pattern takes me forever. Like forever.

The crumble is my favorite part.

It needs improving but it certainly wasn't a bust.

My brother-n-law and my Dad talking turkey. The best.
2nd year running in Hope of the Valley Rescue Mission's Drumstick Dash!
"I should've stayed home with Daddy," she kept on mumbling.
After 55 minutes we finally crossed the finish line.
"What took you so long?" --- Show-offs.
Thankful for these baby turkeys.
YES!!!!
A morning of giving.
Jenn and her kiddos joined us as we cut wrapping paper in lieu of the big annual Toy Wrap coming up on Dec. 3. Our table cut 1,025 sheets!
We made it to the Trolls matinee afterwards followed by tacos and ice cream. Our older boys have known each other since 1st grade. She's become such a good friend.
Long distance best friends got to ice skate together.

It was magical.

They didn't suck like I thought they would.

We spent the week curtain shopping.
And tree hopping.
"You always say just one more Mommy!" --- It's true.
Chilly delays for dinner.

Disputes in the supermarket.

And he is usually not the UNO winner 😒.

Airport run to pick up Grand Pa.
Some lively, manic moments in the back seat.
And then...David turned off the lights. BOOOOO!
His hands...

Grill my meat.

Carry my rice bags.
And arranges Sunday morning breakfast.

David and I celebrated our 12 year anniversary. Just the two of us! I always wonder if the other adults in the restaurant are on date night too.
Major distraction of the night. Chipped plates bug me.
I found my bathroom tile layed in front of the restaurant. It's so David and I...and so my skirt.
We also found dessert.

I went to Home Depot to buy soil. Portia wants to grow an orange tree. Succulents perpetually distract me every time.

My favorite word: FREE. David's favorite word: LEGO.

WIFE WIN!
We're gearing up for Christmas with new additions of front yard friends. No, this Mr. Snowman didn't make the cut.
Here's to a blessed season!