What Happens When I’m Turned Loose on Thanksgiving

As a family, we decided to play it safe this holiday season and just celebrate in our own homes. This worked out particularly well for me and mine because, as of 9am, all our hurdles had been cleared and we were free to build our last (last?) wall of the project.

Piper cooked up a 2pm breakfast for us as Kyla and Wes helped Dwayne and I build this entire 8′ wall in 4 hours. With the wall done, perhaps real progress can start next week.

After eating the yummiest pancakes and bacon, I organized another Forced March of Misery, aka a pleasant walk through a neighborhood trail. Candy canes and a read-aloud both ways barely made a dent in the woe-is-me whining spewing from the mouths of the youngers.

Somehow, St. Tom Turkey managed to overlook the infractions and still left holiday jammies and a game on the kitchen table when we returned from our healthful jaunt. With lamb shanks, roasted veggies, and sparkling cider, we were plenty ready for our feast in our newest jammies.

Cheers!

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