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Thanksgiving was fun. Went to Ripon for dinner at my grandparents and spent lots of time building towers out of building blocks (the *Original* main stream building blocks made from wood with painted letters and numbers on them that *my* parents played with when they were little. In fact, almost all the toys at Gramma and Grampa Meyer's are the same toys my mom and her brothers and sisters played with growing up. Gramma has taken extremely good care of them and they have so far seen 4 generations of children) that my little nieces and nephews promptly knocked down. I also ate waaaaaaaaay too much, going back up for a second helping of mashed potatoes and green beans and raw veggies and dip and then continuing to work on the raw veggie platter, home-made Chex mix, and pumpkin bars long after I was stuffed to the gills.
I was also running around trying to take pictures since Dad ended up staying home to continue recovering from the flu that has had him in bed all week. Got a few really cute ones of my little cousins Henry and Dawson knocking down one of my towers. Made me all nostalgic for when I was that little and small and had a grand ol' time of my own smashing block towers (made from the same blocks! With the same Tonka dump truck!) at Gramma and Grampa Meyers. Ah, memories. If only we could be children again, you know?
Got back to Point around 6 and proceeded to put on my pajamas cause the turtle neck sweater I was wearing was trying to suffocate me. Now I'm watching the Dirty Jobs marathon and not worrying about homework or school or *anything* for another two days. Yay for Thanksgiving break!
Gramma L will be having her Thanksgiving meal on Saturday afternoon, so I get even more food. Mmm, good stuff, yo.
I was also running around trying to take pictures since Dad ended up staying home to continue recovering from the flu that has had him in bed all week. Got a few really cute ones of my little cousins Henry and Dawson knocking down one of my towers. Made me all nostalgic for when I was that little and small and had a grand ol' time of my own smashing block towers (made from the same blocks! With the same Tonka dump truck!) at Gramma and Grampa Meyers. Ah, memories. If only we could be children again, you know?
Got back to Point around 6 and proceeded to put on my pajamas cause the turtle neck sweater I was wearing was trying to suffocate me. Now I'm watching the Dirty Jobs marathon and not worrying about homework or school or *anything* for another two days. Yay for Thanksgiving break!
Gramma L will be having her Thanksgiving meal on Saturday afternoon, so I get even more food. Mmm, good stuff, yo.