I almost forgot to post about Thanksgiving. What good is a journaling blog if I forget half of the stuff we do? This Thanksgiving we celebrated with Mike's family on the actual day and my Dad and brother came over the Sunday before. Nisha and Brad couldn't make it since they just got out of the hospital with their new baby and my mom had other plans this year. It was a pretty low-key year for us. Very Nice.
Here's Grandpa Gene. We were so proud of him. He didn't even fall asleep at our house once this year-- if you know my dad, that is VERY impressive. Good job Dad!
The kids kept Shay very busy. He hardly had the chance to sit down.
Our turkey was a little dry, okay, a lot dry, and the yams definitely didn't turn out like Mom's, but we had a good time.
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Thanksgiving at the Jackson's gets a little more crowded each year, but it is a lot of fun. There are 2 grandparents, 5 kids-- 4 with spouses, and 10 grandkids all squished into the kitchen/family room. But, oh, is there yummy food. Becky is a GREAT cook.
Cameron is stuck in his high chair in the corner.
Of course, Mike has stolen the baby. He takes after his Dad.







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