Thanksgiving Report

There are some people in my family who say they "don't want to go home." These people gripe about saying goodbye to grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins and food- but when they actually do arrive home, they act like crazed madmen who haven't seen their own house in years. It's not that they forget how much fun they had, of course.

We've been up and down this street countless times before. Thanks to my cousins' treehouse (courtesy of my grandpa) it is possible for my family's tan suburban to be spotted before we near the house.

Yesterday, after we arrived, the pyromaniacs built a fire:

 After dinner, we had a talent show. 

I'd like to introduce you to something new now. This is Nellie:

Nellie, if you have not guessed already, is in reality my brother Louis dressed in a dog suit. I'm not sure how much talent it takes to mope around in a fuzzy costume- but at any rate, he was upstaged by a multitude of children dressed in pink leopard print leotards and sombreros who put on a rousing show. 

I am so thankful for my aunt and uncle who had all of us over and enjoyed the chaos. Next year my family will host Thanksgiving at our own house, which will be a whole new adventure.

Well, I guess I'll end this post...I should go get some extra sleep and ditch this nasty little cold/laryngitis thing I picked up earlier this week. I thoroughly enjoyed myself the past few days even though I carried advil and cough drops around with me all the time:) Thankfully I got it this week instead of next week since I have three singing performances I wouldn't want to miss.

Blessings,

Natalie