Gobble, gobble (at least the male turkeys do seasonally when sleepy)

I made Katie some play food for Thanksgiving. She loves her roast turkey. She gives it hugs and kisses. I hope she isn't too traumatized when she finds out where turkey dinners come from.

Yes, the drumsticks detach.


Punkin' Pie


Thanksgiving morning we ran the Turkey Trot. Here's K and Daddy bundled up to race.


Mawhner/Grandma's favorite trotters.


Our racing team ready to run! Jon is not happy I used my whole neck to smile in this picture.


Can you tell what I am most thankful for? No, it's not the stroller! Guess again.


We had an early dinner at Grandma/Mawhner and Granddad's. Look Jon's "don't show the teeth smile" is possibly a family trait.


Here's Memaw T cookin' it up. You know it was good!


The feast!

We love shoes!

Go Cowboys!

Big fans of the Boys! -

working 9-5

well, more like 7:30-7:32. but she got a lot done. don't you wish you could go to your office in footie pjs?

Musical Invention & A Good Dog

Katie created this chair xylophone with map pencils while I made dinner.



Abbey is a good dog. We should feature her on the blog more often.

An afternoon walk

I told K to go get her shoes so we could take a walk. Here's what she came up with.

4, 5, 6, 9, 10, 11

Katie is learning to count. Smarty pants!