This is how my Thanksgiving went: The night before we made pies. Ollie made two wonderful pumpkin pies from the pumpkins mom grew. I made a pumpkin cheesecake. And this is how mom made her pie. Let's just say she was the only one that ate hers (no one else liked mincemeat).
Mmmm. hors d'oeuvre. These little guys are a tradition.
After dinner, we went on a walk to burn off some of the calories.
We had to bring some Thanksgiving dinner to dad.
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