Thanksgiving

This year, Thanksgiving was spent at home...so it would be "quiet." We usually spend the day with my wench friend, Lisa and her family. Her family is growing, G travels all the time and a quiet day seemed in order. The plan was going great until I had the bright idea to send the kids outside to enjoy the beautiful weather. I think it lasted 5 minutes before H hurled a hockey puck at M's head. 5 Stitches. On the bright side, the 2 1/2 hours spent at the ER was very quiet.

(And H was very repentant, many requests for forgiveness, an apology card, and coupons for her services abound...)