and...back to normal.
last year, our thanksgiving went a little something like this:
show up with nothing more than an empty belly
however, this year, with thanks to paul's gracious family, we hosted our first thanksgiving.
instead of the normal rat race, there was one meal large enough to accomodate both our families.
the night before i helped whip up some pies, a mound of sweet potato casserole, dough for the bread,
and cook thee turkey.
the food was delish, but the sense of accomplishment was pretty tasty, too.
it has been wonderful converting this house into a home.
to our home.
i love the chaos.
the kids running around, completely disengaged from reality.
the belly laughs.
each chair we own being utilized.
the doors opening and closing and hellos and goodbyes.
followed by male bonding time.