The first thing that happened on Thanksgiving day was that my
brother and I played a game of golf. As you can see, he won.
A few hours later we gathered for a yummy feast my sister and step
mother put together.
Then we hung around and talked for a few hours before deciding to
go bowling.
Brandy was too tired to join us at the bowling alley.

It's humiliating to know that my sister is a better bowler with a
toddler on her hip than I am without one.