Thursday was my first Thanksgiving. My mommy and daddy taught me the importance of family in every sense of the word. We were so thankful to have good friends who are honorably serving along side my daddy to dinner at our house. What a great time we had! Mommy started abusing me early in the morning by waking me up with the camera flash to capture my first Thanksgiving smile. Good luck with that. I don't smile on command until I get some coffee in me. All three of us missed my Grandparents and Aunts/Uncles/Cousins but were blessed to have a house full and WAY to much food.
Mommy, Daddy and I in post Thanksgiving bliss.
Me and daddy with our Thanksgiving company.
This was my third plate and I was starting to get a little full. Do you know how hard it is to eat turkey when you have no teeth.
Here I am helping mommy get dinner ready. By helping I mean staring and laughing at the kitchen light fixture.
Here I am first thing Thanksgiving morning giving thanks for an extra hour of sleep.
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