Happy Thanksgiving to all--the best part of the day is that we go to my wife's aunt, and also the worst part of the day. Best part is getting together again after a year when we didn't lose anyone, and the fact that we don't have to cook and clean
Worst part is 60 miles of bumper-to-bumper traffic, both ways. We leave early and take the kids to a restaurant that has a big arcade for lunch, and beat the worst of the traffic going.
John, best wishes as the big day approaches. God bless you and the missus and your new arrival. Christmas is never going to be the same again, you realize. Just think--as they get older, you get to play with toys again
