We woke up to snow the day before Thanksgiving. 3 inches on the ground and more wet fluffy snow falling. Daddy went to work and we drank hot cocoa.
So the next day we set off. The roads were clear but the blue ridge mountains were covered in snow and a beautiful fog. The earthe was cloaked in white above and below. It was a peaceful drive.
Dorathea said, "Let's sing "over the river and through the woods to Grandmother's house we go!" I replied, "I used to sing that song with my mom on the way to Grandma's house when I was little. D said "the same one?".
"Yes" I said.
Thier great grandmother is ninety years old. This year it was just my younger twin sisters and I and our families for Thanksgiving and it is a treat to get so much time one on one with my Grandmother and sisters.
We ate and laughed together at a fancy Thabksgiving and Grandmas dining hall. and then snuggled into the couch to watch a movie before bed.
