Nothing, and I mean nothing, makes me think of Thanksgiving more than this hymn. I think I can actually smell turkey and pumpkin pie when singing it. Ah, the best meal of the year!
This year, we flew to St. Louis to visit the Bayes for Thanksgiving. We have a lot to be thankful for and up until Saturday it was good health, but then Mark got the stomach flu. Didn't make for a stellar weekend for him (and we were not thankful when it spread throughout our entire house), but nonetheless, we were thankful to be spending good times with family.
Walking off the turkey with Opa (nice IU Starter jacket, Dad!)
Wrestling with Uncle Matt and Tyler
So tired after wrestling that Henry had to suck his thumb
I love hugs!
