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.