Thanksgiving in Texas!

Mom and I are flying on Thanksgiving day to see our family in Texas.   Mom's ENTIRE family will be there.  We are sad to not have Daddy with us, but next time for sure.  I like it when Mom and I go on big adventures together.   She's a great travel buddy.

Never fails.  Something about the vibrations of takeoff that make me fall asleep.   

Makes for a quick, easy flight.

Best part about cousins, is plenty of kids to play with!  

Hudson was a good sport to pull everyone around in Grandma's garden wagon.

Sitting at the kids table, like a big kid!!

Playing cards with Grandma....

I'm too little to ride the zipline by myself (Grandpa made it even faster!) 

So Uncle John helped me out.

Grandma and Grandpa and my cousins!  (And Woody the dog..)

Mom and her brother and sisters (minus Eadie).  Susan, Mom, John, Rebecca, and Catherine

Uncle John was a good sport to haul us around on the "tractor."  It's nice to have uncles that want to help us do "boy things."

A trip to Cabela's was made, and I tried really hard to get Mom to buy this hat.  

She said if we lived in Saskatchewan she would, but alas, we don't.

Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa for giving us a great week full of food and fun, and lots of cousin play time!   See you in the spring!

Gingerbread shakeup

Due to scheduling conflicts beyond everyone's control, the annual Gingerbread construction took place BEFORE Thanksgiving this year.    I must say, for only being 2+ years old, I really can hold my own with these amateurs.

Church

Time to wow the ladies in nursery with a carefree church look that says "I don't take singing time too seriously... but snacks are another story."

Baby Gap meets John Deere

I'm the only kid that can pull this off.  Mom calls it "Redneck Chic..."

Incidentally, we were on our way to the "big" mall for a little Christmas shopping.   And when at the big mall, one must indulge in a little Lego store.   Dad was all to happy to accommodate me while mom shopped.

Mom says that Legos are ingrained into a boy's genetic code.   I don't know what that means, but I'm completely obsessed.    And I will tell you loudly, "NO baby legos!"   Duplos and Megablox are for chumps.