Everyone sat around on Thanksgiving night and played games. No blood was shed but it did get aggressive at times.
When we left to go home PaPa had already gone to work upholding truth, justice, and the American way! (Where does he work exactly?) The boys posed with MiMi for a quick picture.
As we left we scared this poor deer so bad that his antlers flew off!
On the trip home, as we got into Malone Texas, Jesse thought it was time to slip into a Slim Jim so we stopped at this little store. I thought it was landscaped nicely, except for the cigarette sign.
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HA! That's exactly what I thought when I saw that deer!!!
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