I ate that 4500 calories for breakfast! Twice!
For real...what is it about Thanksgiving that turns a stomach into a bottomless pit? I have no willpower.
Another serving of mashed potatoes? YES PLEASE!!
Another helping of stuffing? WHERE DO I SIGN?!
How 'bout another piece of pie? YES, YES, YES!!!
I need new pants. In a size 87, please.
But, man, oh man, was it worth it!
The Annual Football Game was a blast, with a shoulder injury (no, not mine...in case you were reading my Twitter feed from last night...) but nothin' else!
We played a mean game of charades:
I taught everyone how to make their crystal ring (okay, so I really didn't...they figured it out themselves...):
There were plays written by the tweens:
Baby Girls backlit by Christmas trees:
And siblings/cousins (to be?) ;) all snuggled up:
I love this time of the year...size 87 pants and all!