we had a wonderful thanksgiving in the mountains... Had the meal with twenty-five people we don't really know, watched several ladies pass our baby around the room, sat on the couch and watched football, fried a couple birds, drank wine, went for a hike, and took part in the annual christmas tree hunt.
Highlights of the weekend? Floyd sleepwalking... into his parents room... demanding his father "Scoot over" ... and crawling in bed with them.
Lowlights of the weekend? Floyd sleepwalking... without a stitch of clothing on.
Ladies and gentlemen, that is my husband. I'm at least glad to say that his sleepwalking habits seem to only manifest about once every ten years.
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Very funny. I hope his parents set him straight. I would have loved to hear the retelling the next morning.... and next year and the year after that. LOL Parenthood is having a deep impact on his pshyche.
oh wow. That is quite amazing. I'm wondering who found him in the middle of the night the 2nd go around? I'll call you for details. :)
we can't wait to tell Red Marshall about his dad's adventures on his very first thanksgiving. His grand-dad is hoping he gets to do the telling of course, as he was the one to realize his son's bare ass beside him...
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