That afternoon we stuffed ourselves, took some photos, hopped back in the car, and headed to Liberty Hill. We celebrated Thanksgiving for the second time on Friday at Tommy & Becky's house near San Antonio. The kids got to play with their cousins (second cousins, actually) on that side. They literally rolled in the dirt together for hours. You know you've had a good time when you arrive somewhere with clothes on but go home in your diaper (in Emma's case).
After we returned to Liberty Hill, we spent Saturday relaxing at the Griffin house. Matt and I were able to enjoy a date to the movies (thanks Papa Wes and G.G.). On Sunday we drove back home.
Here we are at the finish line after the race.
Unbridled enthusiasm...
Morgan scoping out the food.
Emma trying to get a bib on her pilgrim "baby"
Here we are trying to get a nice shot with the grandparents, if only the babies would cooperate...
...and still trying to get a good shot here...
The babies are upset by the prickly grass.
The impossibly difficult mega-family shot...
Fort Rickety at Tommy & Becky's house.
Morgan, Sylvia, and Emma
Babies in red...
Yet another attempt at a nice shot with the grandparents...
