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.

My hero!

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!