Edward and Maria both had their first real American Thanksgiving this year. We spent a whirlwind week with family and, of course, food. It made me (Beth) quite wistful that we did not live nearer family, especially all Maria's aunts, uncles, grandparents and great-grandparents. You may notice in the pictures that Maria often looks sad. Let me explain. In the wake of our arrival, Maria attached herself to my hip. Now, to take a picture, I had to detach her. Subsequently there were tears in many shots. But by the end of the week she had regained some of her customary independence, wandering off to find the dogs or bash the piano keys.
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