Thanksgiving

Aunt Christel and Uncle Jim got a kick out of me, but it took me a while to warm up to that beard... Uncle Jim promised a motorcycle ride next summer and said he would help me buy my first dirt bike!

Thanksgiving sure smelled good, but mommy and daddy wouldn't let me taste any.
Great-Grandma told me all sorts of interesting stories.
Everyone just kept talking... I didn't know which way to look?
Mommy teased me when she brought me over by the table and I thought I might get to sit with all the adults and finally have some real food.
Papa knows just how I like to lounge and get ready to watch some football!
I'm ready for that tractor ride; lets go!