Thanksgiving at the Farm

Since it’s now December 1st, I found that it was appropriate to blog about Thanksgiving. Ha!

Justin had been running fever the two days prior to Thanksgiving so we decided to keep him away from the other young children and keep him from over-doing it! So I took baby Blaine and Troy to Hope Hull. I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves.

Most of us…my dad wanted to take pics with the cows in the background. The lighting was pretty bad but we went with it anyway…

In my grandmother’s closet under the stairs, Troy found a helmet. After Grandma said it was fine for him to wear it, he didn’t want to take it off. I wanted to remember this day exactly how he enjoyed it – hat an all. He also wore an infant’s glove on his left hand. Whatever floats the kids boat (within reason, of course).

We all had a blast. Never left my grandmother’s house to do anything…usually we’ll ride four wheelers or go see the horses. Not this time. The kids played and played until they were worn out. My cousin’s wife, Christiana, is one of the sweetest people and since I know her the least of our family members, I really enjoyed getting to know her better. My grandmother’s sister, Aunt Mary, loved baby Blaine and wanted to hold him the whole time. So sweet.