Thanks Given

On Thanksgiving morning we headed to my Aunt Gail's farm in Williston. This has been a new tradition for the past few years, first with Winston and now with Greyson. The whole family enjoys seeing all the animals, riding around the farm on the golf cart, and visiting with each other in such a nice, shady, quiet, relaxing place. Our other new tradition is stopping at the Waffle House on the way. This year we almost missed it, had to backtrack a little bit to find the restaurant but it was worth it. Greyson enjoyed his waffle, although we had to tell him it was a pancake, and he got a cute hat and had his picture taken for their holiday wall display.

Just like last year, Greyson was excited to see (and feed) the donkey, horses, sheep, cats and dogs. But he got an extra special treat after dinner when Aunt Gail helped him ride a horse! That's right, my tiny little baby sat bareback on a giant horse and rode around the yard. And I watched and photographed and didn't worry a bit. G's dad and grandpops had a good hold on him and the horse was as gentle and calm as can be.

Our meal was wonderful, Aunt Gail and Uncle Ray fried their turkey this year and it was delicious. After much cajoling and singing and pretending to sleep, my mother and I got Greyson to nap in the guest house bed just as dinner was served. So Greyson missed the meal but had his turkey while we had our pie. It was a wonderful day, and we headed home around sunset. Surprisingly, Grey stayed awake the whole ride home. We were thankful for that, since he went to bed as normal once we returned.

The rest of our weekend was fun and mostly uneventful, and Greyson and I had a few more days off together before today... our return to reality. I have about three more weeks of work before our next vacation adventure, and I can't wait!