Over the Hills
Visiting family is always fraught with fun and misgivings.
Thanksgiving this year was spent in Virginia with husband’s mother and sister plus my three sons, their wives, and my absolutely adorable two grandsons. This was the longest trip I have made since my back surgery and I was more than a bit apprehensive about the toll it would take. Plus there was the inevitable scooping up of those two little boys, helping out in the kitchen–limited due to the able skills of my daughter-in-law, her mother, and my oldest son.
Dinner was wonderful with some really fabulous pies but it was topped by the ‘oatmeal’ and ‘pancakes’ I made with my two grandsons. Tucked away in a bottom cupboard was a set of a pot with lid and a pan that were my sisters-in-law toys as little girls. I found a wooden spoon in a drawer and my sister-in-law a set of bamboo coasters and we were in business.
It took a bit of practice to flip those ‘pancakes’ but James thought it was absolutely hilarious when I missed the pan. Some stirring of the ‘oatmeal’ occurred with the attempted whacking of one cousin on the other’s head but was quickly quelled by the watchful eyes of the mothers.
Too soon it was time to go home as I was scheduled to work and needed a couple days of recovery. But we treated ourselves to a drive through Shenandoah National Park. The vistas were grand and readily seen through the leafless trees. We spent a few minutes on the Appalachian Trail but it was too chilly for these Texas bones.
More photos of our trip and those adorable little boys are here on my smugmug site: http://sylviaweirphotos.smugmug.com/Family/Thanksgiving-2012/26759200_LjrRM8#!i=2239957823&k=MDnQN7F