The night before Thanksgiving our plans for the weekend changed. We were getting ready to head over the mountain to Spokane to stay with Eric's cousin and family but the weather made it too much to travel over the mountain pass. Our van wasn't the best vehicle to navigate snowy roads, even with Eric's master driving skills (and that isn't a sarcastic remark). The kids were very disappointed, they enjoyed our trip last year so much. Laine wept and it took a long time to console her. We had a fireplace fire and roasted marshmellows and talked about the fun we'd have anyway.
Thanksgiving morning brought a fresh coat of snow to our yard. Everyone played for a long time, except me and Sommer. I took a long shower and Sommer watched a show then joined in the snow fun for a short bit.
After snow play we headed off to see Tangled, which everyone enjoyed. I love this new princess. Maybe because she seems to be a mix of all of the best qualities of all the princesses before. Fun show.
|Sommer showing off her messy chocolate shirt, fingers and face.|
And what do you do for Thanksgiving dinner you bought appetizers and drinks for 22 people and none of the other feasting foods? You head out to Old Country Buffet to dine with 300 other souls with no better place to go for the holiday. Sure made it easy-peasy for me with no clean-up involved. And everyone got to choose their own dinner, and eat double desserts. Happiness all around. Had I not been 8 months pregnant I probably would have gone out to the grocery store and bought things to make our own holiday feast, but by that time of day I was too tired for that kind of effort, in body and mind.
As we were eating our gourmet buffet food, Eric said to me, "let's not do this again." I'd have to agree. Though the turkey was actually very moist.