
On Turkey Day, we woke up early and went on an adventure with Daddy. First, I ate some yummy pancakes. I ate lots and lots of pancakes. Then, Daddy took Lena Grace and me for a ride in the car and on the double stroller. There were lots and lots of people on both sides of the road and some people were running and the middle. Then we saw Mommy and Ms. Becki and Ms. Cyndi running in the road. And they grabbed me and Lena Grace (our stroller) and we ran (rolled) across the finish line with them. Everyone was cheering. This was my second race (you probably remember that daddy and I came in last in the 5k last spring).
After the Turkey Trot, we went over to Doll and Granddad's and there was a new toy in the middle of the living room. It was a great big slide, with a ladder and a basketball goal on the side. I played football and basketball with Daddy and went down the slide about 100 times. Great-Granddad, Nanny, Aunt Connie, Uncle Phil, and cousin Aaron came over too and Great Granddad went down my slide. On his tummy. That was soooooooooooooooo funny.
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