


Simon and Frederick went to ForMar to walk off their Big Feast bloat.

The first snow of the year, on Thanksgiving day. Thomas relates that, as he lay in bed that morning, he mused that this year would be the first Thanksgiving day without snow. And lo and behold--it had snowed in the night! Here we are traipsing to grandma's house for the Big Feast. Thomas led the parade on the three wheeler with the vegetable torte, mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce in the bike basket. I followed with beverages and Frederick followed, choosing to carry nothing. I had hoped to take several pictures of everyone but after this picture of Frederick, the batteries died. You'll just have to take my word for it that the food and company was excellent.
Last weekend Thomas's grandma relocated to a house about 300 yards from ours. Now that she is on our side of Court Street, a very busy and unsafe road, we gave Thomas permission to bike there as often as he wishes (and grandma can handle). Since then, Thomas has shuttled back and forth, delivering power tools, extension cords, blankets, inflatable mattresses and more while grandma unpacks and gets herself and (uncle) John settled in. And here's Thomas, heading down our driveway, to demonstrate just how quick and easy it is to bike to Grandma's house. [Note really cool three-wheeler that Thomas favors. Still not comfortable on a two-wheeler, Thomas unashamedly rides this every chance he gets.]