Thanksgiving Day

Well we made it! All the way to Admire and barely late. I got to meet all sorts of people that I hadn't seen before. I love sleeping in the car but I got so excited about meeting everyone that woke up about 10 minutes before we got there. Now, I don't know about you but if you're in a car, and wake up groggy and with the munchies then there's really nothing else to do except cry. And cry I did. I wailed loud enough to make mom come sit in the back seat with me. That's all I really wanted anyways, just a little attention.



We went to the VFW in Emporia for our Thanksgiving dinner. It was the Newton side of the family for this one.



The hand there is Aunt Dot's. She's 83 years old. I'm just 4 weeks old. I've got a long way to go.



Aunt Dot had finished my "baby" quilt and she brought it to me at lunch. She insists that a baby quilt should have ducks and bears and baby stuff on it but I really like the fabric that mommy picked out. Aunt Dot sewed it all by hand and the stiching is really nice. There's cool designs throughout the quilt and it's big enough that I'll be able to use it for years. Thanks!



So I got to meet my Uncle Scott. He told me about his hunting trip this morning. He got nice deer and cleaned and hung it in the barn out at grandpa's place. Poor Bambi. He said if I'm good he'll teach me to shoot a bow and arrow. I don't know if mom and dad will let me. I'm still pretty young and I think they've got an age limit for that sort of thing.