As is our usual tradition, we spent MLK weekend having a second Thanksgiving dinner with our friends, Ben & Kirsten. When we lived in California, they hosted a potluck Thanksgiving dinner at their house for those of us too broke to fly home, and usually ended up with a good number of folks. One year, we had 8 people and 30 pounds of turkey. . . but I digress. Now that we both live closer to family, we've decided Thanksgiving's too good to only have once a year, and we've traded off heading to each other's houses for the long weekend to hang out and fill our bellies with turkey and all of the necessary accoutrements. So off to Columbus we flew. . .
At the playground, where it was freezing cold!
Bonding with Kirsten over Cheetoh Puffs
Snacking on samosas and ice cream at the North Market with Ben & Shelley
Kirsten's nephew was in town, too, and he and Charlie had a great time together
Discovering a provocative new subtext to "Cars and Trucks and Things that Go" with Ben
He locked himself in here. I swear.
Heading home, and so happy to have his own seat
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A, this looks really great fine photo choice as always.
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