stuffed

Yet again, we got to host the feast for Thanksgiving this year! We ate lots, and still have plenty of left overs. Grampy made a couple batches of his famous fudge and Grammy made her famous wassail. The smells that filled our house made all the memories of childhood holidays come rushing back and that alone made the weekend extraordinary.

...and that's how his plate looked the rest of the night. He wouldn't touch it.

The husbands played Rook long into the wee hours of the evening, the boys primarily stayed in the playroom and the girls chatted and cooked... and then we all crashed.

Gunnar and Wade just loved spending time with Grampy. They came up with all sorts of fun games to play with him. Some of which included Gunnar falling into the pool and those swim lessons sure paid off! By the end of the weekend, they found that falling from great heights was indeed the way to go.