We're Not In Kansas Anymore

This last Thanksgiving weekend, Nick, Brogan, my mom, and I traveled to my brother's house. It was a great trip! Brogan behaved on the way there. Only had to stop once!

When we awoke on Saturday morning we were greeted by the cheerful words of Jack, "Grandma, Nick, Anne!" (well, there may have been more "Nick"s than Grandma or Anne. Jack LOVES Nick) :)

Jack and Nick

On Saturday we celebrated Thanksgiving with the family. Towards the end of our meal, Jack was getting a little antsy so Carrie decided to knock on the table and tell Jack that that was Santa at the window watching. He kept looking at the window and then would point and say, "No Santa!" Oh what we have to look forward to in 2 years!

Jack helping break crackers for scalloped corn

That night we were entertained with one of those mystery dinner reenactments, although we didn't dress up. It turns out it was Gabby Gobbler (Nick) who killed Ramsey Gordon by blowing up his oven where he cooked his marvelous turkeys. It was a lot of fun!

Max and Brogan passed out from the excitement

On Sunday, we went and got our pictures taken. We went to have the 3 cousins and Grandmas picture taken. You can check out a sample of the pictures by visiting the photographer's blog. http://www.christinalundeen.com/ It turns out she's originally from Ft. Dodge. The pictures turned out so cute!

Next came our adventure home. Sunday we woke up to snow. But it was worse driving home! The interstate was covered in ice and snow. In a 1 mile distance, we counted 6 cars in the ditch. Brogan slept through it and we made it home safely!

Grandma and her grandsons