Thanksgiving weekend!

Note:  We did eat food, a lot of it, but I have no pictures of it.  You can check out Eric's sister's blog for proof.  She also has some nice pictures of a frisbee golf outing we took on the Saturday after Thanksgiving.

We celebrated Thanksgiving this year with Eric's siblings, Megan and Brian, and Megan's husband, Stephen.  They drove all the way from Oklahoma and having done this drive with three kids, we were grateful that they elected to make the trip.  After staying up late Wednesday night, we were all out of the house before 8 to run/watch the base Turkey Trot.

Dom took over as photographer and we have a lot of pictures of strangers running on a beautiful fall morning.  I believe that the below picture is Brian as he complained about being sore from being in a car for 15 hours...

Here we have Uncle Stephen (Scuba) right before he gave high fives to the boys.  Unfortunately, he gave Dom two high fives and William only one, a slight which Will felt acutely for about 10 minutes...

...Until Aunt Megan jogged by and rectified the situation.  William than proceeded to join her on the rest of the route where we hear he trash talked the rest of the 1.7 miles.  I have no idea where he gets that from...

Proof that the earlier picture was indeed Brian.  Dominic loves to cheer on the racers and occasionally race himself.  I personally like this picture of the Buschelman men.

Molly, I believe, enjoyed her time as a spectator.  I really need to remember to bring a stroller in the future.  I didn't run, but my arms were sore after carrying her from before the race started to the time her father finished.  She's cute, but can get heavy after about 30 minutes.

Our big runner finished strong.  He takes it pretty seriously and notes all the people he passes in a rather loud voice.  Of course, he will omit the fact that Megan had to carry him part of the way...

Eric's parents took the opportunity to unload a couple of boxes of "Eric Memorabilia" on us.  If we had known that these boxes held treasures, we would have collected them long ago.  Will loved this flight suit.  There are two, but the other one is even smaller.  Molly should be able to wear it in about a year.  Will also scored some sweet cowboy boots and Dom gets to wear a real soccer jersey from when Eric was in 1st grade.

Friday arrived with beautiful blue skies.  We held our 2nd Annual Buschelman Turkey Trot.  This consists of a run around the block (approximately .4 miles) with lots of cheering and noise making.  We invited our neighbors to join in the fun.

Dom easily beat the competition and enjoyed himself the entire way, waving to the crowd (me) and giving high fives.

William ran with his entourage and then gloated about the fact he beat them.  I wonder when the realization will hit that these two ladies graciously let him win...

We spent the rest of the day bowling and putting up some decorations.  Oh, and Eric brewed some beer.  Perhaps he can write a post about that at a later date.

Our little garden gnome:

Eric's sister and brother.  Photo taken by Dom.

We enjoyed all of our time together, but some of the best memories came after the kitchen was cleaned.  We broke out the N64 and played Mario Kart.  The boys chose whose lap to sit on and then pressed the gas.  Molly just clapped and tried to figure out why people weren't paying attention to her.

Look at the intensity:

It seldom got physical, but one can never be too prepared:

Group shot.  Brian was by far the dominant racer and when asked what they were thankful for, both boys said playing video games with Uncle Brian.

Once the kids went to bed, the rest of us played cards for hours.  This year we played the card game Scum.  I'm not sure who suggested it, but we decided that whoever was the lowest player had to wear some sort of head piece.  The following was one of the selections.  I will provide documentation of the rest in a later post.

Along with being thankful for Brian playing video games, the boys also said they were thankful to play with Uncle Stephen in the living room (which consisted of wrestling or an intricate game of hopping from pillow to pillow to avoid landing in water or hot lava) and that Aunt Megan ran with them in their race.  Even now, when we ask them to give three things they are thankful for, they will inevitably say that they are thankful that Megan, Stephen, and Brian came to visit.  And so are we!