The Day After Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving was an educational day, here at the Bwawablah Family Inn.

Mom learned that if you put potato peels down the drain you can end up exploding the kitchen.

Bär learned that if you just take the marshmallows from the top of the sweet potatoes you get in big trouble. 
And she learned that if you talk too much math and physics at the table, you'll get confused by the music talk later in the day. (I was playing the Telemann piece that I learned in high school before I started taking lessons, and it modulated to the dominant and I was like, Whoa! And my uncle was like, yup. And then we talked Elgar. :) )

I learned that cramps on Thanksgiving suck, and that being well hydrated can be assisted by salt, although not too much.

Mike learned about tiny plaid ninjas.

See, loads of learnings!

What else... hmm... I'm going to have pie for breakfast. WHAT? It's healthy! You got your veggie (pumpkin), starch (crust), dairy (whipped cream), protein (uh... I'm sure it's in their somewhere)... you get the idea.

Alrighty, time to get some pie in my belly!!