Reflecting on Thanksgiving...

Looking back on our trip to St. Louis, I have to say that not all the times were bad. Sure, I yelled and screamed so much that pretty much everyone who had to be around me (mom and dad) wanted to toss me out the window, but we still had some fun....right? For instance, while dad was at home sweating and shivering in bed with the virus gave him, mom and I headed out to a park! We stepped on some leaves and crunched them...good stuff!

We played like experts on the big kids section!

We tried to look cool in our hoodie...while also desperately trying to keep warm.

We met some local dogs who are...well....colorfully challenged? Not sure how the dogs roll around your neck of the woods, but ours sure as hell don't look like this!

We screamed on the swings....because, that's what one does after all.

And, of course, we strutted around like we owned the place...which because there was no one there for the most part, we pretty much did!