This year we spent our Thanksgiving in Denver with Ben's family. The visit seemed too short, since we were having a great time during the entirety of our visit.
We flew in early Wednesday morning, which really is a story in itself, but I won't bore you with the details of waking up at 3 am and getting to the airport by 5 am.
Anyway, back to Thanksgiving in Denver. We stayed at a swanky guest suite in my father in law's girlfriend Pamela's downtown Denver complex. I wish that I would've taken pictures, because it was awesome- better than any hotel I've ever been in.
We spent Wednesday in Parker, at the family home and had a Christmas celebration, since we wouldn't be together for Christmas. We read from Luke 2, opened presents, and played games.
Silly Dylan and his rosy cheeks. The air was insanely dry, which caused the poor boy's cheeks to chap and get ridiculously red.
Dylan and his cousins. By this time, Dylan had been up from 3:30 am until 8 pm with a few little catnaps thrown in. He was one tired boy.
He perked up for opening presents and fell in love with the hammer and peg toy that Grandpa Carl got him. Dylan is all boy!
Thanksgiving Day he was a little more rested and was in great spirits. He kept getting into cousin Lucas's jumparoo.
Here's the cool room where we had Thanksgiving dinner. There were probably about 30 people there with Ben's family plus Pamela's family and neighbors.
Me and my red-faced boy.
Ben chasing Dylan around in the theater room.
Happy Thanksgiving my friends! Hope you had a great one!