Every year, knowing that we are gathering for a huge feast we try to offset the effects of mashed potatoes, rolls and turkey by running a mock 3K. I personally hate it, but the kids love it. Uncle Jonathan puts the little ones who can't make the whole thing into the golf cart and drives them through the course.
One by one they each cross the finish line. Satisfaction is felt by completing the race and the whole day you hear about how Brendan ran the WHOLE way!!! What a good little man.
Then we retire into the house to eat and eat and eat and eat...then eat some more.
It was a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Every year, knowing that we are gathering for a huge feast we try to offset the effects of mashed potatoes, rolls and turkey by running a mock 3K. I personally hate it, but the kids love it. Uncle Jonathan puts the little ones who can't make the whole thing into the golf cart and drives them through the course.
One by one they each cross the finish line. Satisfaction is felt by completing the race and the whole day you hear about how Brendan ran the WHOLE way!!! What a good little man.
Then we retire into the house to eat and eat and eat and eat...then eat some more.
It was a wonderful Thanksgiving. 
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