Today was probably one of the nicest Thanksgivings I've ever had, and I do enjoy Thanksgiving. I has always seemed like a very comfortable holiday to me. As a kid I always loved waking up Thanksgiving morning to watch the Macy's parade while my dad worked on the turkey and mom made the side dishes. The house always seemed so warm and cozy in contrast to the people in New York wearing coats and hats on TV.
So, even when I moved out on my own I kept watching the Macy's parade. This morning after I put the turkey in the oven, the kids and I watched the State Street Thanksgiving Parade (Chicago's version) in the warmth and coziness of our home instead of on the cold streets of Chicago. I worked on side dishes during commercials, and they colored and scribbled between balloons. Daddy slept late. By lunch time none of us had gotten dressed, so we had our feast in our PJs! It was so great not to get dressed and to have an intimate family meal. I usually like to invite a couple of friends over to make things feel "more festive," but today I found that I liked coziness of just the four of us.
After we said grace and began to eat, Yaya raised her hand and suggested that we should all say one thing we were grateful for. She wanted me to start, so I said, "I'm grateful for all of you and my glass of wine." She wanted Daddy to go next, but we had to come back to him. Yaya was up next and was grateful for "my family." Bumble smiled shyly at her turn, and said, "I grateful for my wawa." Finally, we were back to Daddy, who very astutely pointed out that he was grateful not to be sneezing uncontrollably like me (I was having an allergy attack).
After lunch Bumble and I took naps while Daddy and Yaya played computer games. It was a great day!