We spend Thanksgiving at my aunt's house in Hood River every year. This is our day in photos.
About 40 seconds after walking through the door, my step-dad asked the dads (The Dad and The BIL) what they were doing the next day.
They both answered, planted in front of the TV, watching The Ducks game.
He then proceeded to hand them tickets to the Civil War game in Eugene.
Spoiled brats.
We won, by the way.
Go Ducks.
Here's a gander around the table and the house.
I didn't take pictures of all the food.
'Cause, ya know, I was busy eating it.
Here's Tom.
The Dad is the official Potato Masher every year.
These are some of the goodies that were on the table, prior to me shoving my face.
There was some hardcore Monopoly happening.
After dinner kid program.
My niece.
A twirling baby.
My aunt was babysitting a dog and I couldn't stop taking pictures of him.
He was SO cute.
Meet Ranger.
The view outside.
And, finally, my mom's forced family photo.
Classic.
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