Thankful for the Turkey

On Thanksgiving, I asked Aidan what he was most thankful for this Thanksgiving. After a thoughtful minute he responded, "I am most thankful for the turkey." I was also thankful for the turkey made even more delicious because I didn't cook it. Is there anything better than eating a elaborate meal in your own house that you didn't slave over?

Thanksgiving turned out wonderfully well. Chris and I set a fine table adorned with our very pretty wedding china brought out of storage for oh, maybe the fifth time in the last ten years of marriage. (Note to self: must try and use china again before the year 2020 to justify the expense of each place setting.) I enjoyed the sip of the apple martinis Chris made for me and his aunt - but after that sip his aunt kept confusing my glass and hers and she ending up just drinking both of them. Heh. I love holiday drinking.

Aidan insisted he wear his Indian headdress he made at school for his Thanksgiving feast.

Aidan also got Uncle Jon (Chris's brother) to wear the hat for part of the turkey feast.

And Chris opted to play the part of the pilgrim.

Meanwhile, Griffin enjoyed his first ever taste of blueberry pie.


And while Brennan really did attend Thanksgiving with our family, he refused to take even one picture for me because, well, he is two. Oh, the joys of twoberty. It's a great age, ain't it?

We all recovered today by enjoying a day of pjs, movies and visits from my brother Travis and mom. Another best part of hosting Thanksgiving? We also got to eat tons of leftovers all day Friday in the comfort of our pajamas and the beauty of my unbrushed hair. Now that's a holiday.