Thanksgiving for Three

Our Thanksgiving plans were tweaked a little at the last minute. Our original plan was to cook Thanksgiving lunch at our house and haul it to Mark's parents house for some family time. Instead we cooked lunch at our house, the three of us enjoyed a little Thanksgiving time alone and then we hauled the rest to eat dinner with Mark's family. Although it was unexpected and we missed our families, it was nice to have just the three of us.

We took some goofy pictures to commemorate:

nom nom nom.
Chloe's expression says she knows her parents are weird.

These mashed potatoes are good for more than just eating.
Chloe painted most of our dining room table.

I mustache you a question, but I'll shave it for later.

Food is serious business in the Granthamaniac home.

Spitting out a mouth full of deviled egg and giving me a dirty look.
Why would you feed me this, mom?

Yuck!

I'm done, please.

Spit out my deviled eggs will you? Now you're gonna get it.
Here comes the tickle monster!

We are thankful for so much. Mark and I both have parents that love and respect our lives together. We have a healthy little family. Mark's job has allowed me to be home with Chloe during the first year and half (hopefully longer). We have a warm, beautiful home (even though I dream of moving to another home, soon) in a safe, quiet neighborhood. We have home filled with laughter. There really is nothing we NEED. We thank God for all of these amazing things He has done in our life. I would love to say that we worked and earned the blessings in our life, but the truth is that most of the things that are going well in our life are out of our control. It's God's hands that have guided the chips to fall where they lay.