The beginning...

I know a few people who keep blogs and it seems the most difficult part about them may be setting expectations too high. So here goes what I hope we can do with our very own mini-media outlet:

to share stories, pictures, and videos of Rachel and the fun things she does throughout the course of her life

That's it. Anything else will be considered gravy.

So in keeping with the idea of low expectations and gravy, I am posting a photo of Rachel's first direct experience with Thanksgiving dinner last week (last year it was more liquid and mom-processed).

Note to any representatives of child protective services that the wine in the foreground was for Dad and was well out of the reach of the 13-month-old. She really liked everything, including (much to her great uncle's delight) rutabegas.