Thanksgiving Weekend

Thanksgiving was a good time. We always go up into the mountains the day after to cut down our Christmas trees. We make homemade donuts and swing on this rope swing. We like it.

Mom was giving Lauren a "horsey ride." Mom got tired. I started to give Lauren a ride, complete with sound effects. Lauren told me I wasn't a good horsey-I am a pig. She gets off. Mom gives her a ride for a second. Mom stops. She comes back to me. I reminded her I wasn't a good horsey and she said, "Fine. You're good horsey okay?" And climbed up. Maybe you had to be there, but it was funny. Then I gave Jared a ride. That was even funnier. (not quite as funny as me trying to swing him between my legs like I do the little nieces and nephews... but funny.)

This little guy is kind of a cheeser. I like him.

The little boys were throwing snowballs at Jared (cue into this conversation)

Jared: Justin, what you don't realize is you are picking on a giant.

Justin: We are all throwing them. (Chucks one directly at Jared)

--Meanwhile back at the log--

Sister (maybe Karalee): What those boys don't realize is that he is going to get off that swing, and someone is going to get whitewashed.

Jason (Justin's Dad): *chuckles* Probably Justin...

At this point Jared gets off the swing chases down the 12 year old gets him to a pile of snow and "shows him who is boss." It was kind of cute

Karalee might be Muslim

We shot guns. Mike brought a couple cool ones. We bonded at the dump.

Julie shot and knocked over a skull. And she is proud.