Subtitled: Over the (Red) River and Through the Woods to Aunt Mary’s House We Went
You’ve seen the movie Fargo, maybe? Well, in real life, it’s much much better…
…because that’s where my family is.
Food, fun, football, family. Yesterday, we had it all.
Emphasis on food & family.
Anthony, in particular, was so happy to see his grandma and grandpa that he grinned hugely.
Okay, the kid is pretty much always grinning hugely, but this huge grin was just for them.
Here they are with their youngest chick, who remembers sitting on that very same couch with them three years ago for their 60th anniversary.
You don’t believe me? Here’s your proof.
Maybe that’s what I need to snazz up my marriage.
That and a willingness to sit and watch football.
I told my husband he looked too stern in this photo.
So then he tried to look more mirthful.
And then he accosted me.
That’s what I get for sitting down with him to watch the game.
You’d think my boys were ignoring their grandpa, wouldn’t you?
Nope. Just watching football.
Anthony was far less interested in the Dallas/Raiders game than he was in Daddy’s Mountain Dew.
Another grin. He must have gotten some.
It simply would not be Thanksgiving without a kid & cutlery shot.
Though, granted, it’s a better photo without the fork.
When we weren’t watching football or catching up on each other’s news or eating heaps & heaps of Giada’s mashed potatoes…
We were reading lots & lots of books.
My sister Mary teaches Art in the Fargo school system. She’s an artist and an all-around really nice auntie, which is why she had an art lesson ready-made for my children when they arrived.
She also dug out a pastel of yours truly that she did when I was my son Joe’s age.
Wow. I remember that summer.
And I remember that pink tank top.
It matched the puppy’s tummy.
Eventually Grandpa wandered in and said that he & Grandma had to go.
This was the sky as we said goodbye.
I sighed and said, “See you soon.”
With love & thanksgiving for the great gift of family,