I love Paris! I don't think I can say it enough. I would move there in heart beat. A lot of my family lives there, and some of my cousins have recently moved back to make the town feel like home. Stacey sometimes gets offended when I refer to Paris as home. He thinks Keller is my home. I have to remind him that I live in Keller, but my home is Paris.
This year was the first Thanksgiving without Nanny Betty, but her presence was definitely there. I love the story of how her daughters have asked her for years how she made the turkey and dressing and she wouldn't tell them, they asked her to write it down...and she would just laugh. Gay (her daughter) was getting ready to fix the turkey, when she opened up the roaster instruction manual only to find a typed and laminated recipe 'how to' card dated from 1996! You know that old lady was laughing in heaven. Lunch was wonderful. Parker loved playing with his cousins and seeing La La. He met cousin Braxton for the first time all the way from Iowa, they are 6 months apart. Lyneil and I are also expecting again this time, this time 4 months difference. Parker LOVED jumping on the trampoline with Braxton and feeding the fish with cousin Franklin. Cousin Missy and her family weren't there because she is too close to her due date. They were missed. Buddy and her family weren't able to come due to her health, I missed Marianne's hug. I look forward to it every year! I love my family.
Some other highlights from the trip...Taco Delight (it is a Paris eatery), driving around looking at Christmas lights, Stacey hunting with cousins, Gay's hug, running into high school friends, spending time with Dad and Sid, seeing Wyatt and Lauren (brother and sister), needlepointing, shopping the downtown square, eating Texas Turtles (a candy that was out of this world), and spending time with Stacey without a 'to do' list.
I can't write and upload pictures without mentioning 'only in Paris.' Where else can you...well, you will see!