Thanksgiving was different for us this year, in that, instead of making too much food for just a few family members (dad, step-mom, grandma and us), we dedicated our time to the church I grew up in. We helped pack up food for needy people around the community. The women of the church spend a couple days before Thanksgiving cooking turkey, noodles, mashed potatoes, corn, green bean casserole and a SLEW of pies and cakes -- all to be packed up and delivered by my dad and cousin (the pastor of our church) to shut in's and seniors. After the deliveries went out, we got to enjoy the company of extended family and volunteers to eat the mass quantity of leftovers. It was a humbling day and left us feeling quite good by the end of the day.

My cousin Andrea and her beautiful new baby girl, Eva. Pauline, the organ player who has been attending church there since I can remember.

The girls having fun playing with the giant grandpa puppet!

Dad's beautiful tree he decorated while we were there. It looks so pretty at night!