Marky and his great-grandfather. They bonded when pawpaw brought him a John Deere hat- Marky ran and found his t-shirt to match.
Sissy and her great-grandmother. Memaw was more than happy to sit and look at picture books and let Julia rattle off her extensive vocabulary, "dat's a cow", "dat's a wectangle", "dat's a duckie". And what's Thanksgiving without practicing shooting paper plates on the mountain with your BB gun? John Deere gear plus BB gun= a country boy can survive.
The feast:
That's my dad, my hubby, my mom, my grandma and my grandpa! I'm so glad everyone came to see us!
The feast:
That's my dad, my hubby, my mom, my grandma and my grandpa! I'm so glad everyone came to see us!
2 comments:
Can't beleive you did Thanksgiving at your place at 8 months preggers! You are da' mom- kind of like "da bomb", but better!
What the heck is Marky doing with a BB gun? My boys would literally shoot each other, and I am so not kidding!!!!
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