Second Thanksgiving!

On a happy Thursday morning a week ago, I woke up and was surprised to find out that even though it was Thursday I was not going to daycare. My mom woke me up and started to tell me of a wonderful day of gluttony we call Thanksgiving. She tried to tell me a story of pioneers and Native Americas around two hundred years ago who grew corn and hunted or something like that. Then she tried to explain to me several Thanksgiving traditionals including watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade and football on TV. My mother is insanely daft in my opinion.

Only hours later did I realize the good part of Thanksgiving... the part I cared about... FOOD.

Since Dad was at work, Uncle John came up to help Mom and myself with the turkey frier. (Mom saw too many of those insurance commercials showing the % of people who burn down their house on Thanksgiving because of friers and got freaked out) So Uncle John and I braved the cold and the construction men next door mouth's were watering as our turkey's aroma wafted over to their building pads.

Meanwhile, Mom was inside doing what she always does... Taking pictures. Well, that is what it seemed like to me. Actually, she was cooking her tail off, too. But here are two Thanksgiving bibs I got this year!

When it was almost time to drive up to Uncle John's house to eat the big dinner, Mom got me dressed up all cute (with a pigtail up on top if you look close!) I was sitting there cheesing for her to take a photo, and then she admitted that the turkey we were getting ready to eat weighed more than ME!!! So I have a shocked look in the photo....
Before we ate, I got to hang out with my Cousin Ethan a bit. I like hanging out with him!

Between carrying food out to the table, Mom and my cousin Katee shared a photo op.
Then soon it was food time!!!!!! Aunt Kathy pulled out the wooden high chair that she used for both Katee and Ethan for me. It still looked brand new! Every night I sleep in their old crib, so it only makes sense to use their high chair, too. I sat next to Dad and he shared bites of almost everything! I spit out most of it, I prefer to feed myself.

Ethan sat on the other side of me and tried to give me a bite of Stuffing. He put it in my mouth..... Hmmm, I wasn't sure what to think. I turned it over a few times with my tongue then decided I didn't like it so I spit it out with a funny face. Suddenly the room erupted with laughter, and I became well aware everyone was watching me...
Just as we were pulling out desserts Grandma showed up!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think I like Thanksgiving... Good food and Grandma! Maybe next year I'll actually listen to the whole pilgrim story...