Potatoes....check.
Rolls...check.
Pie...check.
The flu....check.
What? The flu? UNcheck, UNCHECK!
To sum up our Thanksgiving weekend, we were sick. We drove 5 hours to get sick. Jacob spent Thanksgiving in bed. I think he had some ginger ale and a few bites of apple for Thanksgiving. Then he managed to share the love with pretty much anyone who so much as even looked at him. I, being the lucky one who gets to sleep next to him, was a benefactor as well. The only good thing was that it didn't hit me near as hard. And at least waited until after the actual Thanksgiving feast and a bit of absolutely ridiculous why-do-I-do-this Black Friday shopping. I at least got to enjoy turkey! Sometimes a crystal ball would come in so handy. We could have avoided being so generous.
Again to the Israelsen clan: WE ARE SO SORRY!
Here are the two lone pictures I took of Thanksgiving lunch with the extended Israelsen crew.
Kenna and Allie feasting on candy corns with some cousins:
And Lexi with the gorgeous Aunt Connie:
Overall, we loved being with family (even if they didn't love us so much by the time it was all said and done). We topped off the weekend with hearing Uncle Benson speak in Sacrament meeting prior to his departure to the MTC in a few weeks. He did a superb job and will be a fantastic missionary. Watch out Mexico, here he comes! I won't even attempt to pronounce, or spell for that matter, the name of his mission.
Us and Benson:
Benson and the two newest grandbabies:
We had lunch at the Caine Dairy in Logan, and the mini cows in the front entrance were a big hit with the kids:
Another Thanksgiving down for the books. Very....memorable.
And I need to throw in another little memory- Kenna's first little tumbling performance at a local Christmas Craft Fair. She's a future member of the Fab 5 US gymnastics team. Well, okay. That's a stretch. At least she's fabulous to us!