In my family we have a joke that your food assignment is always based on how well you cook and you only move up to something harder to make once my mom trusts you with it. I started, like everyone else at one point, with the drink, then up to jello, up again to relish tray, and I have now been stuck on the sweet potato level for years. I'm trying not to take it personally and to be proud of myself for graduating to the sweet potato level, which hasn't been easy.
We celebrated Thanksgiving with the McCubbins and Hoovers (my moms sisters families). After dinner we played Charades, which was suppose to be a joke on my mom, by my dad since he was in charge of the family game. All the slips we were to act out all said "This is a joke on Terri, act out whatever you want and hand the slip back to me." We played several rounds before she found out, she was a good sport about it all.
I'm so thankful for my darling family, all of them. I love them to pieces and couldn't imagine life without them! Especially my parents, I truly lucked out getting them (they lucked out getting me as well) just kidding, but I do love them more then I would ever be able to let them know.
My dad carving the turkey.
My dad carving the turkey.Aunt Georgie really happy to be mashing potatoes.
The kid table
Carter making us all jam to Brittney Spears, "Oops I Did It Again", and "I Would Walk Five Hundred Miles"....
My mom after she found out the game was a joke on her....Let's get a closer look...


Macy and Papa playing Catch Phrase.
