After naptime on Thanksgiving afternoon, family started arriving. We were actually hosting the Doggett side for a Thanksgiving dinner at our new house! Heath was excited because it meant he would get to fry our third (and last) turkey for the week. Cash and B were excited to see Nick, and I was just excited and thankful that the entire side of Heath's family were willing and able to come. We don't get together much with Heath's side of our family, and ever since we lost his mother in 2008, things have been rocky.
Here's Marlo and Heath getting ready to lower the turkey.
PawPaw and his youngest grandson, a very sleepy-looking B
Turkey's done -- time to carve and eat! We got tickled at ourselves because after Heath carved it, all the adults started picking the meat that he missed. Who needs a fork?!
Nick and Cash played up in the playroom until supper time.
B mostly hung out downstairs with us. Here he is turning on some music while I finished the mashed potatoes.
Then they all played in the giant cardboard box downstairs in the foyer. Everyone had a good time, but there was still a void in the whole event. A void in the conversations, the meal, the fellowship, and huge void in the laughter. We definitely miss Nana!
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