You wouldn't believe how hard I had to look for a paper bag

It seems like just last year I watched little kids dress up like Pilgrims and Indians and sing Thanksgiving lyrics to the tune of popular children's songs.

Perhaps Lily was thinking about how the White Man would soon take away her land and drive her to a life of alcoholism and diabetes.

OK, so last week Lily announced to me very matter-of-factly that Garrett (pictured above) had fallen in love with her. When I asked Lily what that meant, she said, "Well, it means we're pretty much going to get married." So I figured I'd better get a picture of my future son-in-law. (He's not blowing a kiss at me; he was still chewing his food. Brownie points for keeping his mouth closed.)