Asleep at the big dinner.
Elliot's first turkey. And the first thing I have seen her draw with a face.
Samantha watching the rest of the parade from our front row seats in Percy's restaurant.
Walking backwards. Looks like forward on photos - not as cool.
Plymouth Rock. Really. That lump on the ground is the WHOLE thing. 
My new thing. Post the pictures. Comment later. You can think of it like the New Yorker name the cartoon tagline. In fact, you can submit your entries and they may be posted. For now, suffice it to say, we had a GREAT time in Plymouth with my folks for America's Thanksgiving parade, and Thanksgiving was really fantastic too. It was nice chillaxing with Wendy Jeff & Kassi.
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I love the Plymouth T-Day parade! And wonderful that you had seats inside so maybe your girls were not freaked out by the musket fire that occurred every three minutes? The last time we went, after waiting over an hour in an awesome spot for the parade to start, we had to leave 12 minutes into the parade because of all the gunfire!
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