A Tribe Called Whitlock

Keanna was able to fly down for Thanksgiving. She never had a quiet moment the whole time she was here. It is good she is quite used to and prepared for that! Her first night here it was raining but we wanted to go running. Nan, Jordan and I decided it was not coming down too bad and headed out the door. It was not until well into the run that we started getting pummeled by wind and rain. We had all had enough of the great outdoors by the time we made it home. It was wonderful preparing our feast with grandma, Tabitha, Keanna and Maurice all in the kitchen. Nan also came to Tori’s football game with us and seen our winning team. We always have such a good time while she’s here and then there’s the sadness when its time to say goodbye. We will now look forward to the next visit.