We toted his beloved mow-mower to the booming town of Pageland, where my Grandparents live. Boy am I glad we did... This boy did some serious mowing...
Aunt Missy followed him around for (and I'm not exaggerating) 45 minutes, while he mowed the woods, the ditch, the road and yard, the neighbors yard.... you name it, he mowed it... he loved to mow...
and mow....
and mow...
and mow some more...
My boys, tuckered out on Thanksgiving day...
Every year, all of the Hunter men (including late additions like Benjamin) get up at the crack of dawn to go for the annual Thanksgiving-Morning-Hunter-Golf-Round. They always get the first tee-time and always have to wait for the ground to thaw before they can tee off. Why they don't just get a later tee-time is beyond me, but nonetheless, they enjoy it! Benjamin won with a 75! Go baby, go!
All of that Golfing and Mowing is exhausting!
This is where we celebrate Thanksgiving with the extended family. It's the "Patrick Community Center." The food is delish and the fellowship is fun, but the comfortable-ness of the furniture leaves much to be desired...
Can you tell who was the star of thanksgiving this year?
Playing ball with Chandler... This is Benson in about six years...
Playing with Great-Grandaddy Hunter...
Ok-- so-- while Benjamin was golfing, Benson was riding around the driveway on my Daddy's old toy (which, I'm sure has probably been recalled in last 50 years) and he took a spill. The result was a not-so-pretty scrape all the way down his face. It's starting to heal up pretty well, but I'm kicking myself for not getting our Christmas card picture taken already...
Peek-a-boo!
Poor lil nose... and lip... and forehead... :(
And, of course, we went on our Annual, "Black Friday" Shopping Expedition... Yes, we are all dressed and ready to walk out of the door (be our eyes ever-so-squinty), and yes, the clock says 4:19a.m.
Note: We accomplished all of our shopping goals and snagged some of the hottest deals out there. Dedication.
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