Thanksgiving

3 Turkeys
40 servings of mashed potatoes
stuffing
4 lbs of carrots
35 dinner rolls
cranberry sauce
Grandma Damhof’s cranberry salad (we had to explain that this really isn’t a salad with marshmallows and cool whip in it)
4 pies
and a plate full of lefse

We were able to host 4 students from Nepal, 5 from Cameroon, 1 Nigerian, 1 local student, grandparents and of course or crazy tribe.

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Photo on 11-27-14 at 4.17 PM #3

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“Max, how do you write Mom?”

“Up, down up down. Draw a circle. Up, down up down.”

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Painting and T25

I should have taken pictures after they were done painting…let’s just say their bodies were works of art too.
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Titus asked all day if we could do a T25 workout DVD. Finally at 4:45, we were able to start. These were all the willing participants for the first 6 minutes.
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Lefse

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Black Ninjas

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Max

I looked over and saw this.

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Church

We were standing in the hallway before church started and all of a sudden Jack says, “Hey look! The top half of her is white and the bottom half is brown.” While trying to maintain my composure, I then had to explain to Jack that she wasn’t half white and half black, but she was a white person wearing black nylons.

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Alfalfa

Today I feel like Alfalfa….I have one piece of hair that won’t stay down on the back of my head.

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Critters

I am laying in bed listening to critters in my attic. Ick! In all my “self” talks, I keep saying, “put your big girl undies on and throw some poison up there.”
But I can’t bring myself to do it. All the “what ifs” keep filling my brain. What if it’s more than a few mice? What if I open up the ceiling and a mouse jumps out at me? What if…and on and on. Good grief, I can manage 8 children, but a few mice give me the willies. I wish my Dad lived down the street so I could call him over to “fix” my problem.
All that to say, my honey do list for Carl when he comes home from Ukraine just added one more thing.

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These are for the Daddy!

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Oh do we miss our Daddy around here.

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