We had a lovely, quiet Thanksgiving this year. Our good friends the Gatlins from Charlotte and Scott's brother, Burke, joined us. A few days before Thanksgiving my father had a Cajun Turducken delivered with all kinds of southern trimmings. He must have known I wasn't going to do alot of cooking this year! My wonderful husband baked up my favorite apple pie and some other Thanksgiving staples and we had quite a spread. As we all sat around the table, enjoying our meal, we heard from the childrens table in the kitchen my sweet Nate asking 'Dad! How did you kill this turkey??' So like any good parent that doesn't want to ruin their childs innocence with any morbid details, I replied, 'Grandpa caught our turkey in the big city and sent it in the mail! You can ask him all about it when he arrives tomorrow!' That seemed to satisfy him.... and as soon as Grandpa arrived for a visit the next day he was sure to get the whole story! Grandpa played along with a great tale of chasing the turkey through Central Park, across avenues, bridges and tunnels! We are so thankful for our 3 delightful, inquisitive, and happy little boys this holiday! We are truly blessed!
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Scott made that pie?? It is beautiful! So glad you had a stress-free Thanksgiving!
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