This Thanksgiving we went to my mom's(which I am thankful for since I didn't have to cook) and in the car, on the way up, Kylee accidentally stepped on one of the pies. That started our day in such a pleasant way:). Thankfully, there was more than one pie, so we didn't have to eat "footprint" pie. Dad burnt his arm trying to take the turkey out of the oven on the liquid, which also somehow spilled over in the oven which created smoke that almost set off the smoke detectors. Brynlee took a tumble all the way down the stairs to the basement (she is totally fine). Kylee professed that it was the worst Thanksgiving ever! It really wasn't, but definitely unforgettable!


2 comments:
Sounds like you had quite the adventure! At least you didn't have to do all of the cooking!
shell, i love your stories. see what happens when i don't talk to you for one day, i miss out on all sorts of stuff. i'm glad brin is ok.
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