Where's the Thanks?

Today John, the girls, and I went over to the in-laws. It was an OKAY time. When I say okay I mean... it was pleasant... not overly exciting.. no stimulating conversation... but okay. The girls seemed to enjoy themselves. Aidan is becoming more relaxed around them all. I derived most of my pleasure in the visit watching the girls and how the others were with them. Only Uncle Patrick freaks her out still. (which he probably always will because he has no clue how to interact with them) There was only one issue and that arose because Patrick was handling Ainsley roughly by the arms (yes, hurting the one that was broken). She was crying and I rushed in to save her. Apparently, later, Patrick was "given a talking to" about being more gentle with the girls and not being so rough... yadda yadda. I'll believe that when I see that. Anyway... as I said it was okay.... nice. It seemed weird to me however... everyone separated and went their own ways to eat... there was no prayer or anything. I would have thought on Thanksgiving.. everyone could eat together and give thanks for SOMETHING. My Aunt Nancy, a Jehovah Witness, said on Thanksgiving their family gets together for a big meal but it's NOT Thanksgiving because they are not celebrating anything.... Well what's the difference? I can't remember the last time I went to a Thanksgiving "celebration" and actually celebrated anything.

All dressed and ready to leave!



Ainsley sitting with Nana



Aidan reading with Grandpa Curtis