Well, I wore my mom's turkey apron today while I cooked my turkey. Just as expected, the husband loved the meal and raved about the mashed potatoes. I had the experience of having my daughter in the kitchen with me today which I loved and the meal was just about next to perfect, but that wasn't the best part of the day.
As expected, I made everyone do the What I Am Thankful For and then much to the middle's dismay, forced everyone outside after the meal for a little family football. We had fun (though at least one child would protest that fact), but that wasn't the best part either.
After we came inside, we passed around the pumpkin pie and red velvet cake. We watched a game (Lions vs. Patriots) and then later took a nap. A typical Thanksgiving, I suppose. We heard nothing from my husband's side of the family and everything from mine, just as expected.
What was unexpected was the ending to the day. One thing you will never hear me complain about is the weather here. Absolutely beautiful. So beautiful, in fact, that a fire outside seemed the perfect way to end the night, so that's what we did. Just me and the husband and the firstborn (because the other two would rather be inside).
We talked about our first date, our first year, and our first holidays. We looked at the stars, complained about the neighbors, and listened to sirens in the distance. We listened as our oldest talked about his friends and his thoughts on life. At one point the middle and the youngest joined us and as the fire died down, we headed inside.
Now we are surrounded by homemade pizza and promises of a Uno throwdown. The cat is stretched across my feet and visions of Christmas decorating (tomorrow!) lurk in the back of my mind. For now, though, it really is the perfect ending.
Not bad for a Thanksgiving entirely on our own.
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