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the hunts in prague


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(quick trip to the playground)




Oh, sweet mystery of life, at last I’ve found you.

After. We didn’t put that much of a dent in it.

Uncle Andrew swapped an extra piece of pie for a hug.

The turkey coma set in before Foard even ate.

This was the auxiliary turkey, used solely as a vehicle for gravy & stuffing. Pretty humiliating to give your life simply to have bread crumbs shoved into your cavity.


The Nashes’ neighbor Syd helped introduce Sam to the Wii. She came to regret it, as Sam beat her at baseball.


We met the Jenkins/Hunt crowd for a day-after lunch.

You can only ask a two-year-old to sit at a table for so long.

Foard got to meet his Grandmary, who predictably thought he was pretty great.

My great uncle Crawford and his wife Jane have always loved Sam, and Foard is no different.

This high chair has been in the Jenkins family for several generations, so they like to get pictures of kids in it. Not sure whether they’ll like this one– maybe another take in a few months.

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