The Turkey Bowl

While I am trying to figure out how November turned into December so quickly, I am posting a few more photos from Thanksgiving. Does it count that I still have left overs in my fridge?

These are from the Turkey Bowl, one of the most fun traditions…ever. Every Thanksgiving morning around 9:00 ish, many families and friends, who have all known each other for multiple generations, gather at a local park to play kick ball. This tradition started out with soccer, but in keeping with the times and the varying age span of participants, kick ball is a much safer format to blow off some of that competitive family energy. My family is very competitive. And so are their friends. It is also a great way to burn off some of those unavoidable extra Thanksgiving calories.

Here are some of the highlights from the Turkey Bowl.

Prior to kick-off, it is an unwritten rule that massive amounts of sugar be consumed.

Here is my boot camp instructor cousin, ordering everyone to divide themselves into two teams. She is good like that.

I wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of that ball.

There are no rules regarding team colors or uniforms. All super hero costumes are welcome.

Obviously, adults can pitch hit for their children. We have no rules.

These two got a hall pass. They are newlyweds. They watched from the sidelines and drank their Starbucks. Oh, by the way, they got married three weeks ago and didn’t tell anybody. Yeah, for real.

I don’t know how my little cousin managed to fall asleep standing up, but he did. Probably coming down off the sugar high from Cousins and Chaos the night before and those donuts with the orange icing ( see photo #1). Life is hard when you are two.