. . . my husband, who loves me enough to declare it on Facebook, clean up after Thanksgiving dinner before he sits down to watch football, and just rigged a towel over the window to keep the sun from ruining the Thanksgiving nap I'm about to take. I am blessed to have him as my partner in this crazy life we live.
. . . my first set of twins, who changed my life forever. Charlie makes me proud with his intelligence and natural leadership ability. Joe amazes me with his intellectual curiosity and wit. They both astound me with their passion and enthusiasm. I love getting to see the people they are becoming.
. . . my second set of twins, who vaulted our family into both craziness and completeness. Helen impresses me with her independence, determination, spunk, and strong will. She exasperates me plenty, but she makes me proud more. Will is the epitome of sweetness in every bone of his little body, with a bit of wry humor thrown in. He rounds out our family and compels us to be loving with each other.
. . . everything that makes my Thanksgiving easy. A husband who fries our turkey, wants cranberries out of a can (so you can see the ridges), and this year discovered that Costco sells pre made turkey gravy. An extended family who doesn't think it weird or get offended that we want to spend the holiday at home instead of traveling, allowing us to enjoy precious time with our kids guilt-free. And eating in our pajamas. There's no better way to do it.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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