John’s sister Barbara, with husband Thom, arrived in the afternoon. We made the most of the time, chatting over dinner and all the afternoon. By suppertime, we got into serious laughter as we told story after story. Some were new, and some were old, but all got their fair share of laughs.
Grandson Nathaniel prepared eggnog for us, having gotten milk, heavy cream, and spices while shopping with his aunt Lise. It was a wonderful kickoff for Thanksgiving dining. He donated his pecan pie for dessert, and we polished it off.