Clump #101: Bring Thanksgiving dinner to my mom’s place.
I am very thankful for our daughter, who got up early this morning to cook our Thanksgiving turkey.
Over the river and through the woods … to Grandmother’s house we went.
We brought along a turkey hat, which proved to be quite fun.
Every year at this time I feel like I’m on one of those flume rides … clicking slowly up to the top, and then — right after Thanksgiving — shooting down to the big splash of Christmas.
Hold on tight!