We here at the Knoll house don't mess around when it comes to Thanksgiving.
In the last few days we have (in no particular order):
1) made cupcake turkeys for JB's preschool feast
*backhanded compliment :-)*
2) celebrated in not-so-politically-correct-but-SO-ADORABLE Indian costumes.
I present you with Chief Leaping Bullfrog!
3) had FOUR Thanksgiving meals
4) spent a day on a cattle farm, thumping about in the hay
Sister made fun of my outfit. "Farm chic!"
The P-nut was relegated to the barn. Hayride next year!
Thankfully, Parker and I have managed to dodge it thus far.
7) made a GIGANTOR cake for a banquet
8) cheered on the Dawgs
Not sure how we're going to handle being out of town on Saturday...
10) gave thanks to God for each of our 10,000 reasons
*I actually said the blessing for this meal, and my hives and armpit sweating were not too bad! I guess that's what happens when you talk to Jesus as much as I have this year.*
It was a wonderful holiday week, minus the stomach virus that thankfully was out of our house in 12 hours. We are so very blessed in so many things. We have a tremendous family, and every one of those 4 meals was special in its own way. Few people are able to be as close to their families as we are, and I love it. We have a house (disaster though it may currently be), we have cars, we have heat, we have clothes, we have just a wee bit of extra money to have fun with, we have food (So. Much. Food.), we have friends, we have our boys. We have EVERYTHING.
**Side note: It just amazes me how quickly our focus shifts from full hearts to full hands. I don't know when I became the old lady waving a stick in the front yard, but for some reason, this year in particular, I am just DONE-ZO with the gimme gimme gimmes and the LOOK WHAT I BOUGHT FOR MY KIDS!!!!!!!!! I have to be careful not to put on my Judgy McJudgerson pants and leave each to his own. But for the love of pete, I am tired of the "Put more under your tree!" ad campaigns and the Dudley Dursley-esque "How many presents this year?" mentality. Rant over. But I still shake my old lady stick at you.**
After such a week as this, it is a grand and glorious thing to realize that I can relax a bit. It is far more grand and glorious that my maids come tomorrow. But the GRANDEST and MOST GLORIOUS thing is that Mike and I are leaving Thursday for a weekend away at Disney World. Cannot cannot wait!!