We had a wonderful Thanksgiving with our little bundle of joy. We began the day with a breakfast of leftover chocolate birthday cake, just to begin the day of excess on a gluttonous note.
Despite considerable prompting, Milo didn't quite grasp the whole "giving thanks" concept. He does seem to appreciate zoo animals.
After breakfast, we went for our annual Thanksgiving day walk. Milo and Steve were racing to get home in time for the Packers game.
Milo helped cheer the Packers to victory, while simultaneously helping Mommy bake a beautiful apple pie. We were all too covered in flour to take pictures of the latter, unfortunately, but trust us, it was great. After a nice nap, we went to Grandma S-J and Grandpa Bill's house for our feast, with many wonderful friends, including Milo's buddy, Julian. The two boys had a great time riding their hobby horses in circles around the house, stuffing their faces with pumpkin pie, and generally being rambunctious and adorable. Supposedly, there is photographic evidence of all the fun, but it is not yet in my possession.
Thanks to all of you for being part of our lives. We are very, very lucky to have such a great community of family and friends. Even if Milo insists he is thankful for "not anything."