Yes, my mom is actually going back to Thanksgiving. I think just for peace of mind. Really, how could she actually miss a post on my first Thanksgiving? I came to find out that we follow some great traditions. We always host Thanksgiving. My dad and brother prepare and cook the turkey together first thing in the morning. (They got up really early even before I actually got up.) It's something the two of them look forward to. Although I didn't get to actually taste the turkey this year it looked and smelled delicious. I will let you know next year when I can finally eat something substantial. My dad and brother spend the day together in the kitchen doing all the preparations. My mom was in charge of all the cleaning and getting the house ready. I am not sure why she cleans before a party, people come over and it just gets all messy again. We had a house full of family, it was wonderful. I did get to taste some mashed potatoes and butternut squash soup. Okay so daddy snuck me a little bit of cheesecake. Yummy. My parents forgot to take pictures. How could they on my first Thanksgiving? At the end of the night they finally got one when my Nana stopped by. My brother eats a lot of food. He loves Thanksgiving leftovers, can you tell?
I am wearing my thanksgiving bib that my great grams bought for me. Too bad she didn't see me wearing it, maybe next year.
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