Its that time of year

It is that time of year and I am getting ready to head south to Chicagoland to spend Thanksgiving with my family. One never knows how it will end up. The last visit my nephew ended up in the emergency room with about 8 stitches in his upper lip. We were playing "Capture the Flag" kids versus adults version, and my brother in law had a stick in his hand. Now we know that children should never run with sticks, and they should never run at sticks especially if my brother in law is waving it. My son and my brother in law's son both know this because they know Jim (my brother in law) and accidents always happen in his vicinity. My poor nephew doesn't spend enough time with him to know this, being that they live in Ohio.

Happy Thanksgiving!