Marmie (my mama) loved having us there. We had not been in 5 years. Here she is stealing some love from H while he was still pacified by his DVD player. He is so rotten. How did we ever live without DVD players in the backseat?! He never cried on the 6 hour trip because of the Veggie Tales on DVD. It was fun for a while until Randall and I started talking in Veggie Tale accents to one another.
I love my Betty Jo. We staged the picture with the ham and I threw my arm up on my hip for the shot. She is too cute and fun. I wish she lived next door to me. I really, really do! I am always amazed at how the meal is perfectly displayed, warm and delicious, and there is always enough for our large group. I hope I have her genes. I like to think I do.
Thanksgiving with my favorite boys! Can I just say I wish I was half the mom that Randall is! I remember Julie saying that about Stephen when hers were little. I now know exactly what she meant. He rocks at his daddy job.
Randall loves my Mawmaw. He needed a grandma like her. I am so glad he got her! He was helping with the trash and had lots of help from Uncle Windle and Aunt Suzy. We are a hugging, kissing, praising bunch. I think he sometimes wants to gag, but I think deep down he truly loves it! I know I do.
Times with these two are never long enough. I could soak them up for days on end. My Mawmaw and her sister, Suzy are the best textbook on life a girl could have. There is a photo my mother has from Thanksgiving 1977 (the year before I was born) with these two that is a lot like this one, but Granny is in that one. I like to think she is in this one too!