This Thanksgiving we passed the fried turkey and passed little Lucy all around. We had four generations come together with Great Papa Horace, Papa Tom, Dad and Lucy all together.
Uncle Peter and cousins William and Hannah got their turn with Lucy too. Papa fried our bird to juicy perfection. Papa gave Lucy a great little seat to keep her entertained. She loves to whap the red bird hanging down.
After Thanksgiving, Heather, Lucy, Daisy and I went to Beech Mountain for the weekend. Saturday our hike gave Lucy a little sun burn (just a little), so Sunday we had to protect her head a better. She approved. By the way, sometimes you get good shots with the timer feature and sometimes you don't. I catogorize our group hiking photo as the latter.
I'm driving myself to distraction trying to get the layout to look good. Sorry folks if it's weird looking. You can figure it out I suppose. Clearly, Blogmaster I am not.
