Thanksgiving was not so bad. My aunt only had one outrage moment that I saw . She went ballistic over someone dropping one small smidgen of cocktail sauce on the kitchen floor. My dad rescued the day. He brought his new scooter that he has that he uses at Busch Gardens and various places. He took all the kids outside for about two hours letting them ride with him around the block if they were little and actually letting them ride it if they were older. This relieved the parents worrying about anything in the house being messed up. Yayy Dad!