Thanksgiving Morning

The beauty of not hosting the Thanksgiving feast is that I had my entire morning free.  I took advantage of my free pass and headed off to the National Gallery Thanksgiving morning.  Lots of families were out enjoying the holiday. While we were there, we talked about the meaning of Thanksgiving.  BB and DD asked about the Native Americans and why they've never seen someone who is Native American.  BB wanted to know if they all died like the dinosaurs.  We tried to explain what happened with the pilgrims and the Indians' plight.  Things are getting complicated around here.

It's no surprise that BB's cold and croup eventually made its way to DD.  Poor little guy was completely hoarse on Saturday and sounded like a little mouse.  And so starts the cold season.