. We had a great Thanksgiving Day also. We had some good friends over and they brought their Dad, who just happened to be a semi-professional ping-pong player. He played ping-pong with everyone, teaching the boys techniques and tricks. I'm sure he was a little bored since none of us are up to his speed. He was very kind to pacify us though. We had fun.We Are so blessed to have this blog. Thank you Brad for helping our family to be able to reach out to the rest of our family.
The day after, we cleaned up and switched gears to Christmas, in the past years we have gone to the mountains and trudged through the snow, up and down ravines carrying all the gear you need, and one of the children. While the other children fell behind, excited at first at the prospect of finding a tree, then slowly the excitement dwindles as they start to freeze and the snow has lost it's enchantment. They get wet and cold and just want to pick anything and get into the warm car. This year however, no mountains, no snow, no ravines to fall down when you lose your footing, just a nice little Christmas tree farm. Hundreds of trees as far as the eye can see and all just about perfect. What a dilemma now, which of all the perfect trees is the most perfect? Talk about heated debates- We finally chose one, cut it down and we were off. Life in Virgina has its advantages.
The next day Skip made a purchase of power, the strongest leaf blower this side of the Mississippi. He spent five hours blowing leaves off our lawn, he was on a mission. Sam stayed outside with him using the more traditional method of raking, creating a huge pile for Blake and Sam to jump in. Sam was outside raking for three hours, focused just like his Dad. We love you all and miss you very much.
