

Ah, the sounds of Thanksgiving.
Grama and Grampa Mark came to meet me last week (and keep and eye on Mom and Dad).
We all had a nice time and it really was great to spend our first Thanksgiving together.
In the spirit of Thanksgiving I have discovered that eating is a very, very good thing. I enjoy it so much I'm doing it about every two hours (kinda like Dad).
Last night me and Dad watched a Bruins game, and Mom noticed that throughout the game Dad did more screaming, whining and crying than I did.
Tonight we'll watch the Patriots game, looking forward to seeing this Brady guy. More than a couple people have commented that he and I share a chin.
Dad's hoping we share the athletic ability and that I'll bring home a supermodel or two someday.
I'm going to go rest up, gotta big day of looking cute ahead of me.
Love, Connor
