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Well, we successfully hosted our first Thanksgiving! We had a marvelous time at it- there were 10 grown-ups and 2 babies and the food was wonderful and we ate and ate and then the boys threw around a flat football. I used our dining room table as the serving area and then we borrowed two tables to set up in the living room to form one long dining room table. I mixed and matched our dishes and goblets to try and make the settings a little funky and finally got to use our monogrammed cloth napkins that we received as wedding gifts! (We've been married since May, 2006).
Everyone left at 7 when our friend hosted a dessert party where her mother-in-law (who is literally a national pie-baking champion) baked us several pies for our happy consumption. I don't even care for pies very much but these were delicious morsels from heaven. I finally understood what Keri Russell was singing about in that stupid movie.
Adam, Henry, and I only stayed a bit because it was past Henry's bed time. So, then we skidaddled home and put our feet up, at last. It had been quite a day. I now have a new appreciation for the women in my life who plan, clean, set-up, cook, and (the worst) do the dishes on Thanksgiving.
Brooke took the pictures or else I would show you photographic proof of our wonderful day. So, you're just going to have to take my word for it. I'm embarrassed to say that the only picture we took was the one at the top of the page. Adam snapped these uncooperative crescent rolls (pre-oven) with his camera on his phone. They ended up tasting just fine.