We went down to my father's house in Richmond for Thanksgiving dinner. His second wife has six children, so their are lots of relatives around. Dinner was great and it was good to see my kin. To me Thanksgiving has always been about seeing people I don't see every day, and I love these get-togethers. The years when we have stayed home and had small dinners have always been disappointing to me.
My father loves his little grandchildren, and whenever we are there he spends a lot of time with toddlers.
Here Ben and Thomas tussle dangerously close to fragile things while their cousin Zoey looks on:
And this is just a wonderful picture of Clara: