Hubby had the six all to himself while I was away (not to mention church responsibilities; it was the weekend, after all). As always, he more than managed and they all had a great time. Rumor has it his sermon didn't suffer either.
Came home just in time to get Thanksgiving prepped with the help of my little bread breakers and potato choppers.
|The big kids helping some younger friends from |
church make "thankful turkeys"
It was a quiet holiday on our own. The only drama occurred on our post-dinner walk in the back woods. The Patriot (it's always him) fell through the ice on our creek and got good and wet and mad. It was a loud walk/carry home. Sorry neighbors if your holiday was disrupted with weeping and wailing in the woods.