we traveled to Tyler...

for Thanksgiving. Good times! Thursday we watched the Cowboys whoop up on the Bucs and had our own little game in cousin Tim & Jennifer's front yard. Coan was running and tackling the bigger kids...





It was a free for all and the penalties starting flying...

On Friday, Crawdaddy and I snuck in a round of golf...umm, I mean went to the doctor. I had a fever of 108 and Crawdaddy had a fever of 107. The doctor prescribed a couple of doses of Jim Beamadryl and some relaxation time at the heated hotel pool.

Saturday was cousin Jennifer's baby shower so the guys hit the Putt Putt Golf & Games...

I think this was one of Crawdaddy's hole-in-ones...

The high school kid working there tried to give Coan a giant plastic putter because he was under five years old. I explained that he was a professional and had never played with one of those before. He gave him the real putter and said, "Okay, today he can be five."

Coan was excited about this hole and like a good three-year-old he couldn't read that sign...