Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain . . .

Well, we have returned from Thanksgiving in Oklahoma. We had such a great time with all of Neal's family. And I mean ALL of them, all 40 people! Miles is the 20th grandchild on that side, so needless to say, it was a wild scene most of the time. I was taking pictures one night and my camera said, "Memory card full." I feel like our little mental memory cards are quite full, too. Here are some of our favorite memories from our trip:

Riding Daddy Jeff's pony, Dandy, thanks to some help from big cousin, Beth

Bouncing in the "Jupiter Jump" all day long.

Hugging cousins, big and small

We took a trip to a local bead shop to make bracelets for the girlie ones.

Miles was adored by one and all. (Of course, my sweet little moo, that's him in the blue.)

The kids put on a costume parade . . .

and a karaoke night . . .

and a Thanksgiving play, written entirely by 9-year-old Caroline. There was a talent show, too, complete with one very funny monologue by Miss Sydney, and four incredible vocal solos by the older girls.

Neal and all of his siblings (minus one), with their proud Dad

Here are all 20 grandkids, and one great-grandchild on the chuck wagon out in the pasture.

A beautiful Oklahoma sunset

It was a lovely time, but, of course, like all vacations with little children, we are now in desperate need of a day off now that we've finally made it home! We woke up this morning in OK at 430 to catch an early flight, came home, showered, changed clothes and headed off to church.

Our last night there, Parker came over to the "quiet" house, where we were sleeping, having spent a long day with his big boy cousins playing video games and swordfighting. He said, "Mommy, I want to stay here forever!" and then proceeded to have an emotional breakdown because we had to leave the next morning. Poor baby, he had so much fun with those big boys.
We are tired and we are going to bed. I hope you all had a tremendous Thanksgiving filled with the love and laughter of family and friends.

Oh, and here's my little Miles, 3 1/2 months old.