Thanksgiving: Part 3

by Julie

Our final Thanksgiving was at my in-laws’ house. phew. I’m sure Will was thinking, “Where are you taking me now? I’ve been passed around like a rag doll.” He was such a trooper, and smiled at everyone who held him.

My mother-in-law cooked a delicious meal, and despite all the food I’d eaten over the past two days, I was still able to get seconds. Thanksgiving only comes once a year, so you have to enjoy it!



Will can’t keep his hands off of hair and faces. Is he too young to teach the words “no” and “gentle”? Cousin Bobby was very nice to let Will pull his hair.



I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Thank you so much for following my blog!