Thanksgiving in Lenexa Kansas

We had tons of fun for Thanksgiving! We drove to Lenexa, Kansas (about 5 hours away) to visit Rick's Uncle Troy and Aunt Cheryle.

The kids were thrilled that "Grandma" and "Grandpa" (Ricky and Makayla kept calling them that) had 2 dogs. We nearly talked Rick into letting us adopt Jimbo. We got him to agree that we'll see how we are doing in the spring. Rick likes "outside dogs." If we can get a nice house built for him outside that will keep him warm in the winter, that is an option. We'll see. Ricky and Makayla have been asking for a pet for years.

Thanksgiving dinner was tasty. Aunt Cheryle is a great cook and a very accomodating hostess. We were well taken care of for the entire visit with delicious food and fun activities. Many of you know how much Rick and I like games. I loved playing games every night when the kids went to bed. We were introduced to "Speed Scrabble." It's a game I can't get enough of.

After dinner on Thanksgiving we went to a nearby park. This picture is taken from the top of a the lookout tower.

On Friday, we went to a lot of fun places in downtown Kansas City (about 15 minutes from Lenexa). The kids loved a place called Kaleidoscope. It is next to the Hallmark museum. They have all kinds of crafts and activities for kids and it is all free. Everything you make you can take home.

We also went to the Hallmark museum, Union Station, and an art museum (the name is escaping me). Union station had a huge model train set up along with tons of decorated Christmas trees.

For dinner we went to a dinosaur restaurant. Ricky thought this was a really cool place.

We enjoyed our visit so much, the kids weren't quite ready to go home. We are so blessed to have family near us. We really love Uncle Troy and Aunt Cheryle and hope to see them again soon!

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