Thanksgiving

I have finally gotten my thanksgiving photos together. Enjoy.

Rachel was in charge of the cranberry sauce can removal. And I must say that she did a splendid job. Perfect slices with can ridges intact. You are on c-sauce duty from now on Rachel. She also made some dapper marsh-mellow pilgrims and "orange faced" Indians. She was quite proud.

Cindy's turkey day craft was indian head dresses for all. Viola was quite proud of hers.

Brooke was looking pretty good too.

We call her "Carries two gourds."

Brian set up our tent in the yard to air it out and weather proof it. He had some help from the Indians.

Little Chief and squaw in dry bed creek.

Viola decided to make some "rock coffee." One rock just would not go in so she decided to try two. That didn't go in either so she just put in some pine straw.

Oh the humiliation.

After lunch we made a valiant effort to take Cindy's Christmas card photo. We didn't always have full co-operation.

We headed inside to try one on Cindy's bed. These two monkeys were all to willing to ham it up for the camera.

Audrey could not figure out what was going on with Viola's underpants. "you mean that your mom just washes those when you pee in them, wild"

Bling.

And nothing says thanksgiving likes some naked tricycle riding.