...and earth (the farm, especially) and water (in case the fire gets out of hand).
We spent Thanksgiving at the Lively Farm. It was tough this year, without Mom, but it was wonderful to be surrounded by family. My wonderful cousin, Schof, and his wife, Sarah, are expecting a baby this spring (as are the twin-in-law's, Rob and Lauren!), so we took the opportunity to promise them a special baby gift -- a tiny, little baby cousin coming in June. Yep -- my growing belly is more than turkey and green bean casserole! More news about that topic in future posts...
Right as we all sat down to eat, someone looked outside and noticed that it was snowing. There were HUGE flakes blowing sideways towards the big picture window on the back of the house. It felt like we were inside a snowglobe! Sophie loved her first snow:
My nephews, Michael and Christopher, scraped together as much snow as they could. Christopher actually launched his snowballs, but Michael was determined to build the biggest:
The night after Thanksgiving, after the snow had melted, we had our traditional Thanksgiving night meal of chili-dogs and leftover appetizers. Jud Bruce (Sophie has been known to call him Uncle Bug Juice) is the firemaster: