THANKSGIVING IS A FAMILY AFFAIR!
I have always spent Thanksgiving surrounded by family. And this year was no different … I was again invited to share the bird with my younger brother and sister-in-law and their children and grandchildren.
Naturally, Mlle. Renee didn’t like the idea of being left home alone with a few of her favorite play toys. Notice the fearful look on the stuffed fallen star who had just seen the unstuffed squirrel and bear. He wasn’t too keen about staying home with Renee and her unstuffed pals either. But, after promising to bring a bit of turkey home for her I was allowed the get dressed. So as an unforecasted snow began to fall, I packed up my contribution to the family feast (fresh-baked dinner rolls and Carrot/Pineapple Orange Jello Salad) and headed off into the woods of the far western burbs.
I arrived to discover my great-niece and great-nephew working in the Kiddy Kitchen cooking up a storm of their own.
Don’t know what they were cooking, but apparently they had to wear safety goggles to cook it. My sister-in-law was a bit luckier as her dinner was either in the oven or on the stove taking care of itself. Also, she didn’t have to wear goggles to do her cooking. She was also able to take a break for a little family game session.
It was the velcro strap on my lazy-man shoe, and he began to open and close it for just about 479 times. Thankfully, the dinner finished cooking itself and we prepared to eat. We were seated at two different dining tables.
This one was rather historic because it celebrated its 77th birthday this summer. It was the original dining table of my mother and father. My brother restored it several years ago. (They made furniture to last in the 30s.) I was seated at the other dining table with the rest of the family. Which is why I didn’t take a picture of that table.
“That’s all, folks!”
This Thanksgiving dinner story starred one brother, one sister-in-law, four nephews, four nieces, two great nephews, two great nieces, Mlle. Renee, one very big turkey and me.