For eleven years this group has been gathering for Thanksgiving in one form or another. The tradition dictates that we never meet on the actual day as many have to work for the holiday. There have been additions of new friends, family, husbands and kids. The hangovers, for most, are less intense the next day but the food remains amazing.
This year we gathered at Cory's swanky new condo and utilized their large meeting area. This allowed much room for the youngin's and not so youngin's to run, play and dance. The plan was to take the kids for a dip in the pool however after Gil's spectacular chocolate pecan tart nobody was willing to dawn a swim suit however one little girl did some great running around with a bag on her head while her mom was a turkey head.
Elizabeth and Lila were busy busy and allowed grown ups to actually sit, drink wine and enjoy a real conversation.
What you see here (below) is the two naughtiest girls. Keely looks innocent as does Elizabeth but neither can be trusted. We love them both but nope don't trust them a bit.
For Thanksgiving this year we rented a 'cabin' on a lake up north with Sam, Lynn and Anneka. It was the best get away every. The girls have a blast together and spent much of their time in tutus dancing.
The bunk beds were a hit and provided much entertainment. That is until we heard Elizabeth screaming 'Daddy Daddy'. I come running in and she is hanging from the side. Poor Anneka was cowering in the corner in fear. Elizabeth then followed the new parental rule of only climbing the ladder with mommy or daddy there.
More dancing...
Once the snow melted we ventured out for some hikes.
The snow was a hit. The parentals enjoyed and kids enjoyed trash bag sledding.
Biking was even sort of possible.
Elizabeth managed a turn or two on this mega trike we found in the garage.
