My aunt Jodi hosted our family Thanksgiving meal this year and it was wonderfully delicious and all was beautifully decorated. We all try to make the holiday the best it can be by first remembering why we celebrate the holiday. This year, she asked us to help our kids gather facts or stories about the history of Thanksgiving. I learned quite a bit in the process and so did my kids. In the end, however, I was only able to get my boys to memorize one thanksgiving joke each. My favorite was Isaac’s which was made more funny because of him trying not to laugh the whole time he was telling his joke:
“Why did the Turkey cross the road? Because it was the chicken’s day off.”
One thing I learned was that the Pilgrims/Puritans didn’t actually land and get off at Plymouth Rock but moved on to Cape Cod because the native’s were a bit too hostile at the first landing spot. However, the most important thing I learned was how their relationships and experiences with the native Americans created friendships, trust, and respect. There is a special bond formed when people receive help from others and when those people receiving are humble enough to be grateful. That first Thanksgiving with the Mayflower Puritans and the 90 or so Native Americans, was an amazing feast and lasted 3 whole days. That kind of friendship is worth remembering and emulating.
Here are a few pictures from our Thanksgiving weekend.
It’s funny how the babies’ cousins keep trying to pick them up not realizing how big they’re getting. I think it’s adorable. Brooklyn is pretty strong after all.
My dad, Chris, the 3 boys, the 2 girls, and myself all walked down to the park in the ravine and enjoyed a bit of football and lots of fresh fall air. The angle of the sun this time of year creates some wonderful light, not enough of it for me personally, but it is still beautiful.
The two baby girls were in heaven and ran around like butterflies just released from their cocoons. “I’m free mommy, I’m freeeeeee!!!!!”