Happy Thanksgiving!

I was telling Mike a few days ago, that in a way I am sad that Brian doesn't say, "Sanksgiving" the way he has in years past. It is the end of an era, because now our son now properly enunciates the, "th" sound. *sigh*

Okay, that was kind of random...sorry.

Anyway, we hope all of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving! I asked each of my family members early this morning to tell me something that they are grateful for.

Evan said laughing, "My bum!" Boy, you are a riot. (Please, detect me in sarcasm there.) I shot him a warning glance and said, "Try again" to which he answered in a very distracted tone because he was searching for shoes so he could go to the Turkey Bowl (annual football game with church members), "Uh....I dunno, my family". That's right, son. I love forcing your gratitude...great answer!

Then I turned to Adam and asked, "What are you grateful for, Adam?" You will probably find this shocking, but he said, "My bum!" and burst into riotous laughter. I said, "Adaaaaaam" in my special "you are wounding Mommy's feelings" tone and he said, "Okay, okay, sorry...and then said, "uhhhh...My body." Okay, I was hoping for, "My wonderful Mother!" but, I'll take it.

Then, all manner of chaos ensued as people ran around trying to find proper sports gear to wear to "The Annual Football Game Where Someone Inevitably Gets Hurt on Thanksgiving Morn. but You Can Call it the 'Turkey Bowl' for Short". Amidst the chaos I asked my loving husband what he was thankful for. With audible congestion in his husky voice he said, "Not my sinuses." Wow, honey...I bet you say that to all the girls.

I encouraged everyone to get out the door before Brian woke up because he is still too little to play. I believe my encouraging words were something along the lines of, "If you people don' t get out of here before Brian wakes up...." as they rushed out the door.

Brian woke up dazed and came out wearing his long sleeved and legged Batman pajamas about fifteen minutes later and, Oh, Happy Day, let me snuggle with him on the couch! I told him, "Happy Thanksgiving!!" and when I asked him what he was grateful for he said, "Pretty Kitty." Pretty Kitty is the stray cat that has taken up residence here.

I know I write things in a sarcastic and joking tone, but I couldn't be more grateful for my great many blessings.

Oh, and cheap child labor over Thanksgiving break...heh, heh, heh...

Notice the special, *ahem* detailing Brian put on the bathroom mirror.

Thanks for priming my bathroom, boys!!! Momma loves you!

November 2008 Evan: 11 years and 4 months old, Adam: 8 years and 4 months old and Brian 5 years and 6 months old.