A First Thanksgiving

For once this post is not about Tavish...it's about Tom. Uncle Tom's most recent visit coincided with Thanksgiving so he got to experience this great American holiday firsthand. We always go to my sister Alana's house for Thanksgiving, it's "her" holiday. She loves to cook and we love to eat, it's a very symbiotic relationship. She did allow us to bring a pie which Tavish promptly stepped on when getting out of the car at her house...still tasted good though.

Here are the boys loading up their plates...


...and here are 3 Polish boys enjoying a yummy American feast
(note Tavish insisting on eating with the serving tongs)

But the thing Tom was most excited about being here for?....Black Friday. He said he never thought he would get to experience it, we told him he could experience it all by himself :)