Thanksgiving was a lovely day. We cooked and cooked and cooked and ate and ate and ate. We laughed, and talked, and played some games. I think we played games. We always do, so I assume we did. I was in a cooking and food coma, so I don't really remember.
Chelsea attacked my mom.
And Chad read books.
All in all, it was a very very successful Thanksgiving.
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