Thanksgiving

There was some kissing. Of Cheeks McCoy here.



And a little more.




A family walk, to burn off some of the...




family pie!

(Not pictured: a bonfire at our good friends' farmhouse, with our toddler and theirs warring over a kiddie motorcycle. He pushed her off; she kicked the back of the motorbike, on and on. Sharing, it seems, is not an innate talent.)

K's off tomorrow, and then real life begins once again... sigh. It's nice to all be at home together.