Thanksgiving 2017

It was another successful Thanksgiving weekend. To start, Ken and I hosted his family and my dad for a traditional Thanksgiving dinner complete with turkey, yams, stuffing, and mashed potatoes. And pie. Lots of pie!

Despite the pictures below showcasing the grandparents' sourpuss faces, I'm fairly confident everyone had a good time.

Ken's mom and dad.

My dad.

After dinner we played games. First, a game or two of spoons. If you've never played, you should go find a deck of cards and one less giant spoon than there are players. The dealer gives out three cards to each player (or four, depending on the number of players) and then begins to move the deck around the table one card at a time as everyone tries to get three (or four) of a kind in their hand. The first person who gets three (or four) of a kind in their hand grabs a spoon. This prompts everyone else into a mad scrabble to not be spoonless at the end of the turn. We've broken picnic tables playing this game.

A game of Spoons.

Next was this game I downloaded to my phone that's called Charades Up but we play more like Taboo. You can say anything but the word or a form of the word. We played the family safe version, leaving the more risque categories unexplored.

After Charades we played a game my sister-in-law, Ronnie, brought. I don't remember the name or I'd share. The objective was to have two people act out a compound word for the guesser. There were four compound words on each card. Rarely did anyone get all four.

Friday we did some sedate Black Friday shopping. We didn't get up super early and we didn't fight any crowds.

Saturday we had our second Thanksgiving. This time we traveled two and a half hours north in order to enjoy some family time with my mom and step-dad. Instead of turkey we ate pork roast. It was quite delicious. I think my hubby and boys really fell in love with my mom's homemade cheesecakes. Gage is already asking me if I've gotten the recipe from her.

My mom and step-dad with my boys.

Gage's girlfriend gets into the photo.

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