R2 and her Nana made the centerpieces for the tables. C2 ate all available chocolate. Or else had that momo in his mouth. He might be 18 before he lets it go...
As each guest arrived, they were met with this greeting that R2 created.
See the centerpiece in the background? That is, if you can get past the hair...
R2 hung out with her cousin J, the entire day. This year she got to be trained in the art of taking orders for Thanksgiving dessert and then serving it. It's a rite of passage, you know.
The momoholic / chocoholic.
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