To whet our appetites for the big meal, a long stroll along the Fraser river was in order. Better bundle up first, Old Man Winter is right around the corner.
We stopped along the way for a few group shots.
What a cute pair, n'est pas?
As you can see, Grandma and Opa were in town.
If you have a close look at me, you can see that it didn't take me too long to get hungry for turkey dinner!
It was soon after the above shot that mean old dad broke the news; I would not be getting in on the big meal. To think: no bird, no stuffing, no cauliflower, no potatoes, no gravy. No way, you've got to be kidding me!
To fight against this injustice, I staged a non-violent protest.
In the end my will power was far greater than Dad's. The sit-in was a success as I was promised the best parts of the turkey.
Baby M of course was appropriately dressed for her first Thanksgiving.
Before supper, Grandma read Madeleine an alphabet story. Come on, let's get going, "H is for Hungry Hound!"
Post dinner snapshot. Everyone is well fed, including yours truly (workin' the camera).
Dad and Madeleine.
Opa and Madeleine
Of course you all know what turkey does to you.
Madeleine catching 40 winks.
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