Jessica came over at around 10:30 for our yearly Thanksgiving word find. MK gave everyone a run for the money this year, but as usual without Jeff here, Dad won. Before the boys were back from flag football I turned on the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, wrestled the 23 pound turkey into a brown-in-bag and got it into the oven. Then there were lots of potatoes to peel and other dishes to prepare. MK helped me tons and ended up eating stuff (green bean casserole and sweet potatoes) that she previously wouldn't touch with a ten food pole. G-Ma and G-Pa showed up around noon. We also had the missionaries and two guys named Scott. (Christofferson and Dalquist). It was funny hearing them simultaneously answer my questions. To simplify things we ate buffet style (should have photographed the spread--dang it)!
A squirrel that was bound and determined to dive bomb the bird feeder motivated Dad to pull out the old b-b gun.
After a while he gave up the hunt to watch Dallas lose (again) and MK (inspired by Dad) started a nerf gun war with Mikey and the elders. I had lots of help washing and drying dishes and getting food put away. MK (who apparently likes pickles) and Aubrey Bourne (whom she was babysitting) 
decorated the living room tree. 
Now it's black Friday and I have to admit that I did do a little shopping. At Michael's with coupons. And there were no lines! Life is good:)
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