On the Monday before Thanksgiving Sophie had a Thanksgiving play in her classroom.
She was a Native American dancer. No lines, just dancing.
We had to go to school until noon on Wednesday, but we headed out for Texarkana right away. We didn't make it there until almost 8.
We had a very interesting Thanksgiving due to this little relationship. John Curtis loved Uncle Erick's dog, Bartlett but we're pretty sure he was allergic to him.
Although you can't tell it here, his coughing and wheezing progressively got worse. He started having a hard time breathing, which eventually landed us at a hotel and later in the ER.
Not before we ate some yummy Thanksgiving food, though.
We still managed to have some fun with family.
All is well now, but I did a horrible job taking pictures due to all the excitement. Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!