Another turkey day is in the books. Hope it was happy for all. We started the day with breakfast at IHOP in Vancouver. We wanted to see Mona and the twins before they jetted off to Disney World. (Hard to believe they would rather be in Florida than eating turkey in the rainy, windy northwest.)

We then experienced a situation that I don't think has occurred since 1963--thanksgiving dinner where no other of mom's kids were present except me, Jeff and Alan. We of course ate ourselves silly(er) and then went home to sleep it off.

Mona reports that the twins can count to twenty now and that they are basically inseparable. They have even taken to wearing each other's clothes. Alan is still the ramblin man and recently purchased a jeep to take his roamings off road.

Mom reports that she enjoyed her trip to Atlanta. She did some family history work, enjoyed her daughter and grandchildren and took in several of the tourist spots in Atlanta.

Jeff says he hasn't done anything except work in the temple and hang out with Peter. Maybe he'll come up with something more and post it himself.
posted by Cathy Crandall at 11:59 AM