Thanksgiving Part II

I'm not sure who said that sequels are never as good as the first but they are totally wrong in this instance. We celebrated Thanksgiving on Saturday with the Uebinger's. As usual, Mom made a delicious meal for all of us to enjoy. It was wonderful having my Grandma there with us. She is doing well after her first three (and hopefully last) rounds of radiation therapy.

Ben and Owen had such fun playing with their cousins, Hannah and Wade. Ben followed Miss Hannah everywhere and hated to let her out of his site. She had to ask Julie, her mom, to keep him out of the bathroom so she could potty. Owen showed Grandma and Papa that he doesn't need a gate up at the top of their stairs. Uncle Ryan kept his eyes closed the first time Owen climbed all the way down them on his belly. Ben and Hannah thought they should put pillows at the bottom, just in case.

As soon as the table was cleared and the ice shortage of Thanksgiving 2008 was resolved, (we were making bloody Mary's but had no ice...we sent the boys over to Vic's Tavern. After having a beer, they returned as our heroes with a bag of ice) the girls sat around the table and played euchre. The guys were downstairs watching football while the grown ups (Mom, Dad, Doris, Darold and Grandma Lu) played with the kids. Still in the holiday spirit I just want to say that I am extremely thankful that my brother's wives are so awesome. Emily, my youngest brother's girlfriend isn't an official wife but she is just as awesome as Julie and Stephanie and is totally a part of the family. It was like a girls night out without having to actually go anywhere. After the kiddos were in bed, the rest of the gang joined us for a few games of screw your neighbor. Jeremy and I didn't have any cash, so we played on my parents dime- in this case- quarters. It was nice that Dad won so that we don't feel indebted to them for the two dollars that they floated us.

The kids were up too early the next morning (especially for those that don't have kids)and none of us were ready to leave after lunch. We finally loaded all of our things up and got back home last night. I think that my body is going through some sort of withdrawal process from not having food stuffed into it every ten minutes.