Thanksgiving is a good reminder of how incredibly blessed we are. Our holiday tradition is to celebrate in Glamis.
Decked out in new riding gear, Braden was ready to go. He resembles a bobble head bouncing around on his quad with this giant helmet.
Hope what his shirt says has some truth to it because it's likely Braden will have lots of scars. He burned his finger on his quad...just the first of a few owies, or "boy badges," this weekend.
Fortunately, there were no injuries involved when Braden pretended to drive Stella around on the Rhino. 
Look Ma, no hands! This kid is full of tricks!
Braden loved the front row spot at the drag races. Loud, dusty, fast vehicles of all shapes and sizes....what boy wouldn't love this?!
It's really no wonder why Braden ended up puncturing a hole through his lower lip with his teeth....
Braden was a bit delirious hanging out at the campfire with a cup of hot cider....with a bandaid across his chin.
Braden was bummed to leave the dunes. He threatened to stay there instead of coing home with us. Fortunately, a train distracted Braden and Pepper as we headed home. 
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I have a feeling the minor scrapes and burns don't detract from riding his quad. Looks like lots of fun.
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