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Happy Thanksgiving!


Because airlines discriminate against pregnant people (apparently giving birth on an airplane is not part of the airline's full service, even in first class), we were home-bound this Thanksgiving. However, we were happy to share our Thanksgiving meal with our other family-less friends. We were joined by the Burrells, Campbells, Prices, and the Prices' cousin, Molly. We were especially happy to have Molly join us because she made it feel like a real Thanksgiving with real relations around. We invited the right people because they brought really good food, which is always a plus for Thanksgiving. We had all of the usual trimmings and some great specialties, but the plethora of pies made the meal complete. After dinner, we watched Davin and his friends Alana and Ian Campbell spin around in our office chair for at least an hour (how they managed to do that without getting sick is one of the miracles of being a child), while we digested and chatted. I am still amazed that we managed to create a table for thirteen people in our little two-bedroom apartment, but I guess Thanksgiving is like the food, there is always room for more.

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mandy carroll said…
Looks like fun! How I miss the get togethers at the Reese's!! Glad you had a happy Thanksgiving!

Good luck with the baby- be sure to keep us posted!! I can't wait to meet the little guy!!
November 27, 2007 at 4:23 AM
mandy carroll said…
Looks like fun! How I miss the get togethers at the Reese's!! Glad you had a happy Thanksgiving!

Good luck with the baby- be sure to keep us posted!! I can't wait to meet the little guy!!
November 27, 2007 at 4:23 AM
Kristi, Liezl, Quincy, Ava, Cora, and Josh said…
It looks like you had a fun Thanksgiving. I am glad. Good luck with the baby. Our prayers will be with you.
November 27, 2007 at 5:42 PM
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