Three Ways to Give Thanks

What a difference a day makes. The next morning was gorgeous and warm, with not a single cloud in the sky. Faith took advantage of the weather change and decided that all human beings should arise with the morning dawn while staying at the grandparents' house.


Perfect weather could only mean three things...tractors, paintball and an awesome turkey dinner.


Grandpa A. has a reputation for babying his tractor. The tractor resides in the garage - not the family cars. Grandpa's favorite hobby? Driving a tractor. The children had a wild time taking turns riding the tractor. It was enough for Grace to sit on Grandpa's lap, (too nervous to take the wheel), while Jack was in complete driver's heaven zig zagging with enthusiastic over corrections (he might have the Adams tractor gene).


Ken was invited to an on site paintball match with Uncle Jacob and his friend. This apparently is serious stuff folks. We discovered Uncle Jacob has a past time of his own...digging giant trenches. Ken wore a fresh pair of Grandpa A.'s Marine fatigues (which wigged Mom out a little). But what a beautiful father, son shot this is (post paint war).


Grandma did an unbelievable job of putting together a jaw dropping spread during the day: juicy perfect turkey, stuffing, waldorf salad, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, rolls, peas, apple pie and pumpkin pie. It was a tasty ending to a happy day with family.