These little fellows waited for us few humans on a Florida beach to toss them some scraps. They didn’t wait too long, because one of them buzzed me and grabbed a cracker out of my hand. Little devil. I wish people wouldn’t feed them. Sigh.
So, as I’ve written in a past blog, Mom finally arrived on Thursday without a hitch. Well, a couple of tiny hitches, but nothing major. I couldn’t find her at the airport for way too long. For a few scary moments, I thought I either missed her get off the plane or she fell out. She finally showed up.
Since then we’ve cooked and baked to ready for Thanksgiving. We’ve shopped and relaxed at a beach restaurant.
Just thought I’d pop in and share a little of my family fun. I’m enjoying every moment, since I don’t know that this will every happen again.
Have a great Thanksgiving to my American friends and a wonderful week for everyone.