So, Thanksgiving 2009 was spent in D.C. at the apartment of Adam, Carl and Steve. We fried turkeys. In the apartment. In a deep fryer. IN THE APARTMENT. Just thought I'd make that part clear. In this second picture, if you look closely, you will see that Carl is behind Steve, using him as a human shield against the oil while shielding Steve from the oil with the lid. At one point, I was recruited to the team. Luckily there is no evidence of this, so Mom can't kill me. =)
Super Steve supervises Myles in the carving of the turkey as I look on in amazement. Yay for great friends!
We all wanted to nap after we ate, but frankly, Laura slept enough for all of us. She slept through at least three hours of Rockband being played right next to her, and Ciara is not a quiet singer. Bless her heart. (Says the kettle.)
This was our pie collection. My stomach expands just thinking about it.
Rockband! We had SO much fun. Laura enjoyed as well, when she finally woke up. It must have been some sort of power nap, because she broke the drumset!
Carl kindly held up the broken portion of drums while we finished the song. =)
All around, a success! Thanksgiving 2009 was so much fun!
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