Unfortunately, this was as close to the cake as I got. No ice cream or cake for Petra, nuh-uh. So Tad and I played with Grammy's bears ~~ unsupervised ~~ because everyone else was eating, and Fig stayed under the table to eat crumbs.
But then a funny thing happened. Tad decided to poop in the hallway! And he didn't even say he was sorry.
He didn't even get in trouble, probably because it was a night of food and laughter and hugs and smiles.
And when it came time to get up morning, I said no.
I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend, and for those of you who have company coming for Thanksgiving, don't work too hard and don't step on any paws!