So we went to Hanna's aunt and uncle's house in Logan for Thanksgiving, and it was awesome. Tons of food, some hilarious rug rats, and even a weimaraner - don't know how it could have been any better. We even got to go on a really cool nature walk and talk about aliens and fairies - I'm sure that's how everyone's Thanksgiving conversations went as well. Hanna learned about the birds and bees and what happens nine months later, and her face is still ghostly white, but she is certain that she will embrace an epidural when the time comes (and that time is not coming soon, so don't worry). Mark E made some homemade chocolates, and as you can see, his daughter Joe couldn't get enough. They were quickly hidden but still managed to disappear. Till next time, stay classy.
