Mason spent Thanksgiving with George's family and like I said, I was expecting to get to see hundreds of pictures of their father-son adventures since I let them take my camera. Nope. George took three.
And me? I mostly laid around the house, thinking about cleaning but not really doing much of anything. By five o'clock I was so lonely and bored I wandered over to Champs for a free turkey sandwich and a peanut butter milkshake. When Mase finally got home around nine, I didn't want to put him to bed... I missed that baby so much. Ridiculous.
I'm just thankful I won't have to be away from him again 'til next year..
Happy Thanksgiving.
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