Happy Thanksgiving

I have been looking forward to this day for weeks. It's not because of the parades or the football games or even the turkey dinner. It's because I know that I get to spend the day laughing and sharing with my favorite people. I know that when I walk into mom's warm, welcoming house this afternoon I will be hugged by those people and surrounded by the familiar smells of so many Thanksgivings before. I love tradition. And Thanksgiving is one of our most traditional holidays. I know that there will be story telling. I know that there will be laughter. I know that there will be two kinds of turkey (roasted and smoked) and mom's yummy dressing and pea salad and pumpkin pie. I know that dad will cut the turkey with the electric knife that they've had forever and that Arrty will stand ready to catch any pieces that fall onto the counter. I know that the boys will be excited and have to be told to settle down at least twice. I know that I will set the table and everyone will help in their own way. I know that the food will be delicious and that I will have seconds of mashed potatoes and gravy. I know that after dinner, we will sit down and look at the ads for tomorrow's big sales whether we intend to go shopping or not. I know that today is the day that the Christmas wish list goes up on mom's fridge for everyone to make their list.

And I know, without a doubt, that I will leave after several hours of this wonderfulness, with a full tummy and a full heart.