Thanksgiving started bright and early with a frigid Turkey Bowl with some of the guys from church. Other than confirming that this ol’ mare ain’t what she used to be (why is it I STILL can’t walk normal two days later?), it was a blast.
Maisy even got into the holiday spirit for the day:
Our good friends, the Kellys, had us over for a big feast that afternoon, where the Kelly kids doted over their new friend.
And Jim Kelly, the self-proclaimed “baby whisperer,” taught me his patented baby sleeper hold. Maisy went from screaming her heart out to passed out almost instantly, so maybe he’s onto something…
Lots to be grateful for this year. Hope everyone else had a great Thanksgiving, as well!