I thought Bea would really love Thanksgiving dinner, being the carnivore that she is. But she wasn't particularly interested in the eating part of the holiday. What she liked best was having lots of people around. Her favorite part of the weekend might have been the Bea Dance Party in the front hall of Grandma Fox and Grandpa Griff's house. (She continues to want people to dance with her on the front carpet.)
She also had a rollicking good time in her bouncy chair listening to Trevor on the guitar:
Her biggest frustration of the weekend was being too little to play Carcassonne.
One day, my dear.
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