Thanksgiving has come and gone, Christmas is less than three weeks away. My 6-year-old son has already made quite a list for Santa, and as I write this it’s –3 degrees outside (I have shoveled our driveway and patio three times within the span of a week, and needless to say, despite the beauty of the snow, it’s getting a little old and I long for the balmy highs in the 40s and lows in the 20s!)
We packed up the three kids in our mini-van and chugged our way to Texas for Thanksgiving week: We saw tons of folks we call ‘family’, ate a ton of fried turkey and honey-baked ham, and made it back to Denver just in time to relax for a few moments before ‘normal’ life reared it’s awkward head and welcomed us with open arms. Another Thanksgiving holiday week in the books….
