I haven't told you about our Thanksgiving. Silly me.
I loved Thanksgiving this year.
So much good food! So much good company!
We went to my grandma's house in Thatcher. We ate, had our traditional rocket launch, played games, took naps, etc. It was yummy, relaxing, and perfectly enjoyable. Everything Thanksgiving should be.
But I don't have any pictures, which...well, let's be honest, is typical.
And I SO wish I had a picture of what was easily one of my favorite parts of the day, but I don't. So I'll just tell you about it.
We drove up to my grandma's house, made our way to the back porch, and saw a nice little scarecrow adding a little fall flavor to the back porch. The scarecrow was holding a little sign to welcome us all there.
And what did it say?
It made me laugh. Every time I saw it. And now, just thinking back on it, I still laugh.
My grandma is the best.
So there, a Thanksgiving post. Glad I got that off my chest.