Thanks Welch's.  We spent some time with a mad lib like activity on the back of a carton of juice.  Here are the three different versions:
Dad:
Harvesting fruit at just the right time is sweet.  One way to tell if a cup is ripe is to look at it in your candle.  Bright colored, yellow and a little cold means it's probabgly ready.  Another way to see if it's ready is to eat it.  Lots of farmers like to taste their crops.  That's why their snowmen are so full.

Mowg:

Harvesting fruit at just the right time is tasty. One way to tell if a house is ripe is to look at it in your evanston. Bright colored, blue and a little pretty means it's probabgly ready. Another way to see if it's ready is to run it. Lots of farmers like to taste their crops. That's why their penguins are so full.

Tiny:

Harvesting fruit at just the right time is orange. One way to tell if a dog is ripe is to look at it in your Grandpa.   Bright colored, yellow and a little cold means it's probably ready. Another way to see if it's ready is to dance and sing it. Lots of farmers like to taste their crops. That's why their catfish are so full.

You can see a little bit of each of them in it and what was around us.  Granpa is definitely on Tiny's mind.  Last night she burst into to tears.  When I asked her what was wrong she said, "I'm sad because my Grandpa isn't coming."   She's missing you Grandpa, just so you know. 

Today I'm especially thankful for my husband.  I've watched him work so hard he can barely move and still find time to help with domestic chores and spend time with our kids.  I've followed him around with papers in hand asking for writing advice and he always takes the time to give it.  He teases me about my fabric obsession/illness, but kindly supports it.  He discusses ideas with me and exposes me to things I'd never really paid attention to before.  He's cute.  He's funny.  He's smart and dang it I like him!

Last but not least we traveled to my sister's for Thanksgiving for the first time in 7 years.

Lots of playing, eating, laughing and generally just being together

Not many pictures (that's a good sign)

Can you tell who is being thrown off balance?

The whole gang

I look my best and do you know why?  Wet hair that gets slept on, just never quite recovers.

Here we are Mom:  The "big" kids. :)

That's it for today.  Promise.

Sledding is not my thing, but it is definitely Mowg's thing.

I couldn't get my feet back in the sled

And it took me a minute to realize if I couldn't breathe, Tiny probably couldn't either.

Mowg had a blast

So did Dad (he's about to come over the hill)

After getting "sprinkles" in her eyes Tiny wasn't very interested.

"I don't like sprinkles in my eyes."

She did have a lot of fun posing.

"Take this one Mom."

 We visited our friends the Elk (only one of them shown here)

thanks to the visit of one of our favorite people!

We did a little sledding

(which always includes walking, walking and walking--uphill both ways I'm certain!)

Some signing

and some reading

I hope you had a very happy Thanksgiving!  We certainly did--the best in my memory.  When I mentioned this to my husband he was astounded.  I looked at him, puzzled by his reaction and then he reminded me that I'd been sick for a good portion of it.  Really sick.  So sick I couldn't really visit that much.  Anyway, it was still delightful and I'm even more grateful for good health than I was before.  I'll be back with pictures for you soon, Mom.  We didn't take many,we were having too much fun.

I'm thankful for a sister who drove extra when meeting "half-way".  Can't wait to see you TODAY!