I kid. Of course.
And really, we did bond over Thanksgiving. But not necessarily out of me making them run pose for pictures 😉
I’m sure they’ll thank me for it one day though.
Or maybe not but maybe their parents will?
How I love these nieces and nephews…and siblings of mine!! And how we missed the ones who couldn’t make it!
We had 34 for Thanksgiving dinner.
That was much less than our over fifty with Dave’s family the last couple years.
But in many ways it seemed like more because instead of everyone bringing their portion of the meal that they made at their own homes, all 34 of us we bundled up in the kitchen cooking our hearts out after we got home from the Turkey Trot.
(Ok not really all of us, but sometimes it felt like that!!)
As my Dad busied everyone making the “thankful list” on the sidelines.
It was a whole slew of hustle and bustle tripping over kids and vying for counter space but I loved it and will never forget it.
There were table-setting helpers:
At the adult table we did what we have done with Dave’s family before and had everyone write one of the things they are very most grateful for this year on a little piece of paper the girls put next to their plates.
Why in heaven’s name am I so tall??
Missing Charity so much!!
My brothers, like the kids, were fighting for time but somehow I never got them there, dang it!!
Got my girls though:
Then it was time for pie:
And then rushed out the door to see Wonder.
…talked, played some games…
And just like that, Thanksgiving 2017 was all over.
This is how the tree ended up by the end:
Filled with just a tiny fraction of the abundant gratitude we felt.
Along with Max who we adore and are limping along until we get to hug him in fifty-five days.