I couldn't decide whether to title this "The Sins of My Father" or "Now I Know Why It Is Called Thanksgiving." Either way, I'm sure we shouldn't tell Mom about it. She still thinks I only like tofu and broccoli. I can't wait until next year! (Relax Mom, Dad didn't give me any beer!)
Reporting live from Corpus Christi! Aunt Liz, Mom, and I drove down to Corpus Christi yesterday for an overnighter. After arriving we drove around downtown and looked at the moon along the shore. This morning, we walked on the beach and saw a jellyfish. We also watched four kittens play while we ate our free continental breakfast. Yum. I reminded Mom that self-control is a fruit of the Spirit, but she said that didn't apply when danishes were involved. I'll have to follow-up with Dad on that. Aunt Liz introduced me to Fruit Loops. We made up a special dance that requires the mass consumption of sugary goodness in order to be properly executed. Good times!