I was surprised when our children asked if just the six of us could celebrate Thanksgiving alone at our home. It seemed to run contrary to all I knew about Thankgsiving. But why would I want to discourage them from wanting to spend the precious day together as a family?
We started out the morning baking cinnamon muffins for ourselves and our neighbors. The children delivered them in their pajamas.
We spent a few hours lazing around in front of the television, enjoying the Macy’s parade.
Ahem…some of us did.
After a scrumptious ham dinner,
we ran off our calories
in a friendly game (a really friendly game)
of girls v. boys backyard football. Take a guess who won.
We were going to have dessert with friends, but Breanna and I fell alseep on the couch, and hubby left us there–he said we looked to sweet to disturb. What a guy!