I'm doing Thanksgiving dinner here on Sunday, as I've mentioned before. Cliff's brother invited us to share their day today, and we hardly ever turn down food; I took a couple of pies and away we went. Phil and Faye have eleven grandchildren of assorted ages, which made for good photo possibilities.
While most everybody was in the other room eating, this little redhead looked around furtively, saw nobody watching, and began surfing the 'Net.
That's Miley, the biggest bundle of energy I've seen since her brother was that age. They get it from their father, who somehow didn't make it into any of these pictures.
This is no accident; her cousin tipped her chair back and laid her on the floor. Cliff's brother's branch of the family is a bit weird.
Umm... yeah. Actually, this kid is kinda cute when he loses the hat and glasses.
Grandma wanted a picture of all her grandchildren, so they lined up on the stairs.Sorry about the glare from Chad's head. I babysat him back in the early seventies. He had a lot more hair then.
They kept trying, with Cliff and Darryl saying, "It ain't gonna happen!"
But then came the magic moment when everybody posed just long enough for the picture. You'll hear Cliff saying, "I woulda bet money that wouldn't happen."