Wow, Thanksgiving has come and gone. We had a wonderful time...traveling to Niceville, then to Wetumpke and finally to Hope Hull.
Lots of food, fun and some relaxation. I drug Brian out for a Thanksgiving morning jog (our own little 5k turkey trot). Why doesn't the Niceville/Destin/Ft. Walton beach area have a turkey trot?
Unfortunately (which is usually the case lately), I didn't get many photos in Niceville...although we had a nice time.
This little guy didn't want to take naps. Like me, I think he wants to stay active - all-the-time! He was in the best mood, though. He started saying "tate" for our nephew, Jake. Other new words: "how de do", "that's daddy", "I see you daddy", "I yuv you", "pees" for please and "A B C F", "off" and "onk" for on.
T loves being held by Grandy
My little boy wishes he was big. He tried running and keeping up with the bigger "kids".
At KK's. Maybe he sort of looks like his dad? I'm so bad at being able to tell anyway.
I find myself better at taking photos during get-togethers when people ask me to. Which is why there are more photos at my mom's house. Papa and KK trying for their Christmas card. I like this one. If only I had a video camera behind me showing B jumping around in circles to get the kids to laugh. 
Something interesting happened on Sunday. I don't feel that it's appropriate to memorialize here but I do want to remember when/what day this happened. I'm praying for a miracle. I hope you will, too.
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