Every one of our kids went through a stage where their Oklahoman upbringing comes out and they suddenly have a very thick Okie accent. Becca suddenly sounded like a true Okie for most of this month. She loved adding that little twang to words like “heck” saying it as “hay-k” or “cayndy”. Her favorite color was temporarily red.
Lily told me “it gives you the warm cozy cottage feeling.”
Kimball got his first job at Chick-fil-A. He also had his first girlfriend. Becca was adamant that they shouldn’t kiss, because she didn’t want Kimball getting married. He finished driver’s ed and got his learner’s permit, which meant he started driving! He also started playing tuba, which meant he brought home a tuba to practice.
Dale turned 39! We celebrated with a lemon raspberry cake, and none of the kids wanted any, so Dale and I had to eat it all ourselves.
The Ferrells came all the way from South Carolina to visit for Thanksgiving break.
On Thanksgiving morning, Dale and Kimball went to play football with members in our ward. While they were there, Dale hit his pinky trying to get Kimball’s flag and returned home with a very purple pinky.
Our Thanksgiving feast was at the church with many of our friends (including the Ferrells). We had lots of good food, games, and visiting. The only sad part about doing a big feast is that there’s fewer Thanksgiving leftovers. Dale smoked our turkey and it was phenomenal!
While the Ferrells were here, we played, the kids played, and the dogs were crazy. Kimball talked us into letting him adopt Quincy, a dog the Ferrells had rescued and brought with them.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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