My nephew Miko. He was fascinated with Fatness who was not fascinated with him. Fatness did not appreciate being called a "meow meow" he felt it was beneath him.
Erica is delicately buttering the rolls that I burned in my oven. My sweet sister in law offered to cut off all the black bottoms, so everyone got a squished slightly doughy roll.
My grandson Dustin, being held by my mother in law. She is in a word AMAZING. She recently hung the Christmas lights on her roof and tiled her kitchen floor.
Tim and my brother in law singing a little Manson at the piano, not really, they were singing church songs. I thought they sounded great, but everyone else started packing up to go home.
This is my sister's Thanksgiving. Her rolls were perfect, no burnt bottoms here. She also made the perfect yams, the ones that Tim won't friekin stop talking about.
Cute siblings. Nicole made a fab salad with fancy stuff in it and Todd made me laugh the whole day.
He wanted this crown in his hair. That's his bro sleeping off a night on Mill.
Denton (he loves HGTV more than I do, well maybe not more, but certainly watches it more)
Erica showing off her long, thick, beautiful hair and newly manicured nails.
Mike (he sets up our annual Turkey Bowl Football game each year) and the most precious baby of all Camille. She is learning to count except she only knows "two" and repeated it many times because she is brilliant.
