The holiday season sort of crept up on me this year. One minute I was enjoying the Indian Summer and then the next my little pirates were going door to door soliciting candy from the neighbors. Needless to say, Thanksgiving weaseled its way into our lives, too. We spent the entire week discussing things we're thankful for. I jotted the items down on paper feathers and attached them to the homemade turkey I fashioned into a table centerpiece. Most meals wouldn't commence without Spencer posing the question, "What are you thankful for?" After a few thoughtful conversations regarding all the things we are blessed with in our lives, the items morphed into silly things, like projects Spencer lugged home from preschool and random objects on the table. The boys giggled over their goofiness, but I secretly loved every minute of their thankfulness, even if it included salt and pepper shakers.
Here are some of the more serious things we were thankful for this year, in our own words:
Spencer: Daddy and you and Ashton and myself....and pizza.
Ashton: Drinking. Blankie.
David: Family, being alive, and a successful deer season.
Angie: Family, friends, health, David's job, my comfy bed, nap time, early bedtime.......
During the week we made our traditional holiday keepsake project to join the wall with the ones from previous years. This year we created turkeys using their hand prints as the feathers.
We celebrated Thanksgiving at my mother-in-law's house. Aside from the fact that I shouldn't be allowed to operate a potato peeler, it was a very nice, relaxing day spent with family. I narrowly avoided a trip to the ER for stitches in my thumb and my pants definitely fit snugger, but it was a lovely day to marvel in all our many blessings. Spencer even initiated the dinner conversation about what everyone is thankful for, and did not let it die down when people weren't interested in divulging their blessings.
The next day while the crazies were out meandering through the crowded stores on Black Friday, my family loaded up the truck and drove three hours to my sister-in-law's house for round two. Not only did we celebrate Thanksgiving, but we tossed in a birthday and Christmas as well. I absolutely adore watching my children with their cousins. Even though we live miles upon miles apart, they seem to always come together seamlessly each visit anyway.
Now that Thanksgiving is over, I suppose it's on to the next holiday. And that one doesn't stand a chance on sneaking up on me! With the big fat snowflakes falling down as I type, it's even beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
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