Then the festivities began..
We stopped at his Grandma's house for a little bit and visited then it was off to Uncle Pete's house. We walked up to the door and were greeted by this sign:
For whatever reason I found this hilarious.
It was beautiful.
Pete was slaving away in the kitchen while the rest of us relaxed outside on the patio. Once we sat down to dinner I was sure something disasterous would happen. I mean.. a table full of glass objects and open flame? That has potential written all over it. Much to my surprise (and Jared's) I didn't flub up. I didn't catch the table on fire by knocking over a candle. I didn't spill my wine and destroy the beautiful tablecloth. I didn't drop the bowl of mashed potatoes on the floor. There was one moment where I needed gravy but I didn't ask for it right away. You see, the gravy had already been passed and I had a little but I wanted some for my turkey. I actually waited an additional 5 minutes before asking Jared to pass it to me. I knew the first time had gone without mishap and I was afraid I wouldn't be so lucky the second time. I had an interior debate on how much I actually needed more gravy. In the end I asked for it, poured it and gave it back. Easy as that! Wow!
After dinner we sat around and chatted more, watched a little football and sipped on coffee. I shared my Caramel Apple Pie recipe with Aunt Allison. There was a ton of laughter and light-hearted chit chat. It was a beautiful day with people that I love like my own family. I am so thankful for each of them. They have opened their hearts and homes to me. I am truly blessed!
Unfortunately I didn't get pictures of a few people :( Next time I will!