The first day we spent on the farm, Grandpa saddled up the horses and worked with the kids on them a little bit. Shortly thereafter he stepped in a mole hole and twisted up his ankle. That made the whole week a little less fun for him.
The next day Mike arrived with Mikey and Lexi and Mike saddled up the horses to let the kids and himself ride. I didn't manage to because I was making pie and taking care of babies. Consequently, I did not get any pictures of them.
Was it then Thanksgiving that I finally got to ride? There was plenty of time to because when we got our late start (10am on dressing the turkey) and although the turkey had been in the fridge 3 days, it was still pretty frozen. Then, although we preheated the oven we did not put the turkey in for another 40 minutes. Then after we put it in, one of us (probably me) managed to turn off the oven. A few hours later the whole thing was still cold. We finally ate around 7.
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