Atticus's Baptism (last March)

A wonderful woman in our ward took these shots of Atticus during his baptism. We had them in print, but she just brought them over on CD. Yay!

We're hosting.
My mind jumped to alien life forms, extra terrestrials and possibly Stephanie Meyer literature.
But no.
We're talking about Thanksgiving. One of the holidays associated with food,(duh) certain smells, and lots of family.
Never before.
We've never lived in a place that family could swarm the front door with platters upon platters of food. Our house was sometimes filled with strangers (to me anyway) who had no place else to go.
And Yet.
This year the stars were aligned, and we could offer the space needed for such large amounts of people and food.
We're hosting. Aliens.

Okay, I know this is weird, but I wanted to try using chiasmus.

The top picture will only make sense if you have ever seen Mr. Bean.