Thanksgiving Day 2008!
Ruth, before we started dinner.
Mom relaxing by playing the computer before we started dinner.
Me, helping the boys make their turkeys.
Easton showing his finished turkey.
Evan is pleased with how his turned out.
Ethan, another pleased customer.
Later on in the morning we had some Indians come over and offer to hunt us up a Turkey for dinner.
Later on in the morning we had some Indians come over and offer to hunt us up a Turkey for dinner.
They were friendly Indians so we felt comfortable with them visiting us.
Easton and Evan
Looks like Indian Evan is telling us "I think I got one."
Oh look, it seems he has. Doesn't it look like it will be a good one for our dinner?
Oh look, it seems he has. Doesn't it look like it will be a good one for our dinner?
Thanks Indian Evan!
The Indians said they would love to help us with anything else they could.
The Indians said they would love to help us with anything else they could.
So next they helped husk the corn.
Easton is his name.
Now this is some hard working Indians. Here is the one they call EthanYou can see the other two helping out as well.
Boy did they take this stuff seriously, they were letting each other know how many they had done. Ethan would say, "I already have two done." The one they called Evan would say, " Hey I am on my second one too." Such excitement, my nephews would have been making a competition out of it, but not these Indians.
Plus to have to go and pick the corn, then husk it. And don't tell him I told you all this but he did not get that there Turkey on the first shot. So he had a busy morning thus far.
Don't know how I got so lucking to have my picture taken with another handsome Indian.
The Indians told us they had made some other things if we would like them for our dinner. Of course we gladly excepted. We thought it would be nice to also ask them if they would like to stay and eat with us. We were so happy when they gladly excepted.
Evan had made applesauce last night and it cooked all night and morning (boy was it MM good)
Easton made our butter for us. Man that was good too.
I have to say that I was not sure about this one, because I am not big on bean casserole, but it did not disappoint. Although what does it mean when the cook will not eat his own dish?
Now on to the meal!!!!
Now on to the meal!!!!
I think we must have scared these two Indians, because they sat at their own table.
Before we ate, we went around the table and told something we are thankful for.