Thursday's dinner got off to a rough start. I've not been sleeping real good, 'cause it's cold at night and I slip out of my blankies. And my naptime that day was off too. I don't have a good excuse for that. So mama got me up from my nap and got me dressed to go. Normally that's fine, but she put this button up shirt on me that I really didn't want to wear. Well, I got real upset and had tears about it. Even milk and a snack didn't help.So we got over to Grandma and Grandpa R's and I saw their house and started crying. Mama was mean and took me in anyway. Uncle Doron was there. I just needed a minute and it ended up being OK. I saw their kitty and their doggie, Loki, who was playing with my doggie Bailey.
We had some good dinner and lots of fun. We had turkey and potatoes and beans and, um, rolls, and some other stuff that I can't remember. But it was good and once I felt better I ran around like crazy.
Friday night we had dinner at our house. So I had to stay out of the way all day while mama and dada got ready. Mama cooked a nice big turkey and candied yams and stuffing and rolls and, um, pumpkin pie. Grandma and Grandpa D. and Auntie Amy and Uncle Doron came over, and so did our neighbors with their new babies. There are two of them. And they're really little.
We had a really good dinner but I didn't eat very much. I saved room for the pie.
One of the babies was fussy and after mama ate her dinner, she held him so his dada could finish his dinner. I went over to check things out and make sure that she wasn't getting too attached.
This is MY mama and me with baby Desmond.
Then the babies needed their dinner so mama gave the girl baby her bottle.
Here's MY mama with baby Rowan.
I had a really good time. I showed everybody how I could chase Bailey around and slide down my slide and how loud I could screech. Everybody was really impressed. It was a pretty good Thanksgiving.
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