Thanksgiving was wonderful this year. We have so much to be thankful for. I couldn’t even begin to list them all. Brian’s parents came down for the week to help us celebrate. It was a nice time. Jason, my stepson (I have never really thought of him like that, I don’t know why. But he called me his stepmom this weekend. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.) In preparation for the week, the girls and I made this lovely thanksgiving banner you see above. each letter is comprised of something different. Beans, feathers, ribbons, etc. Then we added glitter for fancy fun. I was pleasantly surprised at how much fun the girls had with this project. Kate for one, is really into letters and what they are and the sounds they make. I think she is ready to learn to read.
Here they are, with their supplies we have gathered…ready to GLUE!!
Gluing away….what fun for little ones. Who knew?
Thanksgiving day itself was fun. A lot of work, but fun. Even the girls helped prepare dinner. Here we are breaking beans. We had fresh beans instead of green bean casserole. Delicious.
Sometimes they just sat on the steps and watched Grandma and mommy work.
While the turkey roasted and other things simmered, the girls and I talked about thanksgiving as we colored pictures. Grandma and Grandpa read magazines and watched us. Jason had to give Molly some loving.
I tried to explain to them why we set aside a special day for thankfulness. Who we thank and what we are thankful for. Then I asked them what they were thankful for. If you know Kate, you know she just listens, takes everything in, and doesn’t really participate. So, I went around and asked everyone what they were thankful for. Everyone said stuff like: health, family, food, etc. When I got back around to Kate, I asked her again. She told me she was thankful for Jesus dying on the cross. As I type this, I tear up again. We hadn’t even discussed Jesus, not then, anyway. But, that is what she was most thankful for. My sweet Kate, who hit the nail on the head and said the very thing I was thinking but was too chicken to say in front of my in-laws. I was so proud of her. My special girl.
Soon dinner was ready. Isabel got to the table. And before anyone realized what she was doing, she helped herself.
This girl loves olives.
Jason had the honor of carving the turkey. He did a really good job.
Once Grandma Judy stopped badgering him, that is…..she was a good sport, though when Grandpa called her out on it.
It was an almost perfect thanksgiving. Obviously the less than perfect part comes from Brian not being able to be with us. But, we are thankful for his job. This next picture is for him. I wasn’t able to get one with them all smiling. They were worse than children. Talking, laughing, looking down. I think this one was the best, though.
The day was truly a blessing.