An American Tradition

Twenty-Seven people converged on the Scott home one the fourth Thursday of the Eleventh month for an annual American eating tradition. Somehow we over calculated on the amount of edibles needed for this event. Possibly the miscalculation involved the fact that over half of these people were age seven or younger. Who would have thought they wouldn't eat their weight in food? Everyone was contentedly full, so much that the pies were reserved for another day.
The detail which made this chaotic event so important is the fact that fourteen of my fifteen grandchildren were all under one roof. The one grandchild missing celebrated Turkey day about 18 hours previous due to the side of the world he is on at this time.

Missing from this pic: Chad, Jim, Becky, Aaron, Amber, and Thomas. They were thought of and greatly missed. I am VERY grateful to be surrounded by so many of my family- even if it was only for a day.