Thanksgiving prep has been so much fun this year. Last year, I was pregnant with Crockett and we were visiting family in Minneapolis so I didn't do a whole lot to help with the meal. The year before that, my girls were too little to get excited about anything but the pumpkin pie and whip cream.
This year is a completely different story. My daughters love to put on whatever pilgrimesque costume they can scavenge from our dress ups and their closets and get involved in every detail of the preparation. The boys want to be right in the action too, but sometimes they are just a little too involved. We convinced them to play some sort of ring around the rosie game in the middle of the kitchen instead of using our stuffing bread for dump truck fodder.
There are snowflakes in the air and we've got a fire blazing. Unfortunately, we're reading more princess and fairy stories instead of the hoped for Thanksgiving books we just went to Barnes and Noble to find. They had already taken them all away to make room for the Christmas books. Ugh.
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