Thursday, November 26, 2015

Thanksgiving with the Huffords 2016

We traveled down to Arkansas to have Thanksgiving with the Hufford/Allred/Malquist/Depner/Fields families. We went down the night before, so that we would have all morning to help with the cooking. I brought along my bread maker and all the ingredients for my rolls. 

Sometime in the middle of the night, it struck me that I was going to need to make A LOT of rolls to feed that many people. 

I decided I better get up early to get the first batch in. It wasn't too hard, since I was so nervous about it, I couldn't sleep anyway. 

Then I began the process of preparing a batch and then driving them over to John and Shannon's house to bake. The oven space at Jeans was spoken for. 

I love it when there are lots of moms and sisters in the kitchen all chopping and stirring and washing. Makes me feel at home. It makes me feel like part of a super family team!


Mat and Lori supervised turkeys that were cooking in the roasters out in the garage.


Grandpa Fields and Bart keep an eye on the football game.


Mark and John on the porch...probably hoping some kind of sports would start up.


Uncle Mat on standby for sports.


When is dinner??


Organizing the line up of dishes.



Sharing stories over turkey.



Ethan doing his spot-on impression of a texting teenager.


John and his newest pup, Camryn.


And the sports begin!


Lazy sports.  Leave it to the men to make up a game where they get to sit on their buns and catch the ball while the kids run all around.




The whole clan (those that could make it). Making the monkey faces and engaging in general hooliganism.


The cousins.


Hufford family...not my best, but good enough to count for the Christmas card! We are all in attendance. No one is doing violence to anyone else. Check and check.


All that turkey-eatin and sports-playing leads to only one thing:




Lot's of the cousins left for their homes and we had a nice quiet evening with Joe and Jean. The kids discovered BINGO and we played a dozen times, at least.


Then the little girls got to sleep in the best spot in the house:


Grandma's tree is extra special and magical. The perfect ending to a lovely day.

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