Taylor

Oh blessed Thankful Day

The baking.

The smell.

The family time.

I love this day.

This is what occupies the critters while I bake.

 And this....of course.

 This is how cute I look after a run, a hat, and a morning in the kitchen.  My hair does very creative things.

 Classic.  Pumpkin, Apple, and a Chocolate Mousse that's firming up in the fridge.

Interestingly enough I was feeling generous and asked what pie everyone wanted....

Travis wanted cheesecake.  He didn't want pie.  So I found my recipe, then we had another talk about how we needed to have whip cream-not cool whip, and strawberry and cherry and possibly blueberry topping for this cheesecake.  

Timeout. 

It's thanksgiving.

Sorry cheesecake lovers.

I'm making pie.

That's one thing I love about Taylor's-if you ever want to know what they think, just ask em.....they wont hold back

If you don't want to know, don't ask.

And if you decide to dismiss all requests and make what you feel like baking, they love you anyway.

 Muahaha.  Heidi tortures Travis with more purple!  Booya.

Table presents are a fun and lovely Taylor tradition.

 Heidi was our lovely host and it was fabulous food and fabulous fun!!

 This boy and his turkey leg.  It's tradition.  If I ever buy a rotisserie chicken he begs and begs for the drumsticks.  He'll do just about any job or any homework to get one.  It's a good bargaining token.

Our yearly thankful tree