The McHusband and Nate stayed close to the beer and chatted with my Uncle John and Aunt Diane.

Grandma showed Lyla around her sewing room.

Meanwhile, my dad was on Turkey Duty.

Time to eat! Somehow, after all these years, Bri and I were STILL sitting at the kids' table while our husbands got to sit in the dining room with all the grown-ups. That's okay, we had also-adult Aunt Becky and cousins Stacey and Ashley to keep us company.

Someone remind me why we were at the kids' table and Uncle Ralph wasn't?

After dinner, it was time to work off some of those calories. Nate and the McHusband played with Ian and Brady, who are Stacey's sons. I think everyone was sweating by the time they were done.


Once the boys left, it was Lyla's turn to beat Nate up. Giddyup!


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Four generations under one roof and much to be thankful for.
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