Thanksgiving

We spent the Thanksgiving holiday in New Jersey. It was a looooong flight, but it definitely could have been worse. Worth it.
We got to experience some real fall/winter weather.
The kids got to see the Corson homestead. Logan got a chance to talk with "someone who really gets him" (and that would be Grandpa Ken, apparently).
We took the kids on their first train ride, a whole 4 minutes to the next stop on the line (and then home again after lunch). Gwen was a little confused when she didn't once hear the conductor yell "all aboard."

We made a stop at the Blocks' where Gwen was given loads of wonderful jewelry (among other things) and had a photo-shoot in the bathtub (among other places).
Logan was there too (he got a sweet, sweet leather jacket).
And Logan spent the week annoying Uncle Sam by touching his walker, taking his toys, and messing up his perfectly made bed. He can be kind of a bully sometimes.
ps - I know it's hard to believe, but my 10 year high school reunion was also that weekend. I went and it was fun. Everyone looks great and is great.