Turkey Time

It's Thanksgiving time again, and this time around X gets to FEAST! Too bad technology thwarted our day and laughed in our blurry faces late Thursday night when we sorted through over 50 out of focus Thanksgiving photos. What you see below is our annual family photo along with the precious few photos that were taken in focus.


We're all smiling. Take my word for it.

Xavier getting geared up for his first Thanksgiving Day FEAST. This year's feast will not feature pureed turkey and veggies served from a jar. Note: At this point the shirt is more prophecy than actuality.



Right name, wrong sport. We were looking for FOOTball. Aaaaaaand unless you're the goalie (and you aren't) you're not allowed to use your hands in futbol.



Now you're cooking with gas! And you're protecting the ball with both hands! Atta boy! Now if only we could send a copy of this pic to Mike Vick...



Uncle Dave's hoodie is becoming a blog regular, while Kara delivers an unwarranted, but welcome, cousin hug.



"Umm... fishing for a return hug, are you? It's just not the same when they throw it at your feet. It's called 'hard to get' cuz, and it works."



"How's about a fiver instead. Next time don't push so hard. Just let the friendship happen."



"Now, where's that turkey that mom and granny cooked? I'm gonna tear that bird apart!"

"What a spread you guys. Seriously, you've outdone yourselves. I mean, chestnut stuffing? You really pulled out some gourmet stuff here! Best gravy to date, mom! You guys thought of everything. Could someone please pass me the cranberry sauce? Oh, nevermind. Now if I can just get a nip of that wassail I'll be out of your hair and off to bed. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!"