Tuesday, December 7, 2010


Oofta. Today's post is about Thanksgiving and I just reviewed more than 80 pictures. I don't know if you're aware but almost every picture on my blog gets edited in some fashion or another. There's Red Eye of course, since I tend to blink if the red eye reducing flash is on. And since a lot of pics need to be taken quickly, there's not always time to line the shot up just right so there's a lot of cropping needed. Then there's always a chance I need to lighten or darken or add a giant red arrow, you know, whatever's called for. So when I see 80 pictures that I need to go through, I throw up in my mouth a little. On that note, let's begin.

To avoid having to eat two Thanksgiving dinners within hours of one another, Mom, Dad and I invited the Aunt Abby, Uncle Scott, Grandma & Grandpa Herbert over for Thanksgiving brunch... just like the pilgrims had. Not to worry though, we had turkey sausage to keep it real.
I don't remember this from last year but apparently there's a parade in New York that's kind of a big deal so they televise it. On the upside, apparently parades have joined sports in the 'allowable TV' list. Sweet.

I don't remember why but Mom had her computer out so we gathered around and looked at some pictures... of me. Sweet. Though I'm not sure AA is looking at the same picture as the rest of us. Click to enlarge.

I know I've mentioned it briefly but I really love stickers. US helped me peel some off the big sheet and as a thank you, I let him wear some on his hand. Am I nice or what?
AA helped me play stickers too but with her I got the added bonus of snuggling under a blanky (a word I can say.) So comfy!

I took a nice nap in the afternoon and when I woke up, we headed off to round two at Grandma & Grandpa Davenport's.
We were the last ones there and I don't really love when I head into a busy situation. Also, I was playing my alter ego "Sensitive Avery." SA is very clingly and overly sensitive (it's not just a clever name.) This essentially means I didn't want to leave M&D's side but eventually I strayed and found GmaD. Below is a picture of M&D once they pawned me off.... hey, wait a minute, why do they look so happy?
That's okay though, I was more than happy to hang with GmaD and she didn't seem to mind too much either.

Unlike last year I actually got to enjoy all the deliciousness that everyone else enjoyed. And I have to give it to GpaD, THOSE sweet potatoes really DO taste like candy. Mmm, so yammy (pun intended, HA!)

When I got done eating I grabbed the paper and started perusing the door busters. Bring it black Friday!

I think GpaD saw me shopping because he made two donations to my Weebles Treehouse college fund.

I'm not sure what happened here but somehow Dad ended up holding... not me. I think cousin Ella was as surprised about it as anyone. Oh, to be young again.

Dad didn't get to hold Ella long because her Grandma Kaczmarczyk (aka Great Aunt Nancy) started missing her. Grandma's are so silly. Aunts however, are just plain awesome. I'm not sure what Aunt Kelly was so excited about here but I imagine that Ella was 'doing stuff' because AK loves that. In and interesting side note, it appears Ella has developed a Yin hair line to Great Uncle John's Yang hair line.

At one point GAN decided to get four generations of direct lineage in one picture. Usually family trees go top to bottom but each generation in this pic gets taller. Wait, does that mean Ella and I are both gonna be over 6'1"? Hmm, if your adult height is double your height at age two... I have a lot of growing to do in the next five months! If you're interested in the rest of the family tree, I took the liberty...
Click to enlarge
And here are some faces to the names
There was a Trivial Pursuit game near the end of the night but Ella and I weren't too interested so we hung out on the floor. But just for the record, Dad, Aunt Darcy and Great Aunt Dominique won. Also for the record, Dad gave me a dollar to "report" that fact.

My apologies to Aunt Darcy, Uncle Dave, Uncle Tim and Parker for being the only ones that didn't make the post. There's always next year?

Remember, you can't take it with you, but you can lick it so no one else can take it when you're gone.

Until Later,

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