My pictures are much smaller now, so it shouldn’t take long to view the full sized ones.
I have received a few more pictures from my mom that I found blogworthy (which is my lame attempt to get my own word in the dictionary). My dad built a firepit in his backyard which is in the middle of your typical suburban Atlanta neighborhood and started a fire on Thanksgiving night. We sang campfire songs and had a blast. The kids now beg for it every time we are at Grandma and Grandpa’s house regardless of the time of day.
We also went to a dairy farm the weekend before Thanksgiving and did a corn maze, rode on a hay ride, fed cows, watch pig races, fed goats, drank chocolate milk, and I am sure I missing something. It was a great time!! There is always a never ending supply of activities for children here in Atlanta. We forgot the camera, but this past weekend we went to a tree farm to cut down our own Christmas tree, and the kids got their 3rd hay ride of the season and loved wandering around looking for a tree. We drank apple cider and ate popcorn. They had a Santa clause type guy there, but they much prefer to see Santa from a distance or not at all. He is just a fun mythical character around here. I am not much into the lying to your kids thing. I always like to throw that little jab in there to tick off all you liars :>)