Had a wonderful meal at Burt and Katja’s on Thanksgiving.  I loved being the senior member of the group and especially loved  it that the youngest attendee, six-month-old Tess, allowed me to hold her for a long time.  And I got to work on the giant triceratops puzzle with Farris.

Is the term “new tradition” oxymoronic?  Who cares?  I introduced our family tradition of the See’s chocolate turkeys to Farris and Mathilda.  Mathilda quickly figured out the next part of the tradition:  You have to start by biting off the head.