The morning of Thanksgiving we met some other families for a friendly game of kick-ball-- and cinnamon rolls/hot chocolate. It was a little chilly-- so here's me and Veda (with one mitten)
A view of the exciting game.
Quinn hated every moment of the festivities. Sorry, Quinn. There were too many people, and it was cold.
Hendrix liked it though. He even got to kick first. AND he discovered hot chocolate for the first time. (And that darling little girl in the background is actually in my primary class at church. I LOVE her)
I think Hendrix drank three refills of hot chocolate.
"Nope mom... only two"
"hmm.. maybe three. Or was it four?"
It was a really fun way to spend Thanksgiving morning. I'm kinda sad we won't be around next Thanksgiving if everyone does it again. Or maybe we can organize our own game in AUSTIN. :)