Thanksgiving Eve

My kids are growing up. Sometimes that's okay with me. Last night, Mini-me wanted to cook dinner. So, I let her. I showed her how to turn on the stove, and let her practice several times. Oh, stop. You know I didn't do that. She started with a simple meal to prepare: Spaghetti-O's. She put on her pink princess apron, which she was quick to inform was a gift from GrandPatty last year, and stirred until the dish was the desired temperature, which is barely warmer than in the can. She was so proud of herself. Today, she's going to make the pumpkin pie. She'll be great at it!

Patch is my little shadow today. Well, everyday. He is so sweet, I don't really mind. If only I could train him to sew a little, I'd get more done.

We need to go to the grocery store today, along with everyone else in the city. I have a short list, and Giant Eagle has this really cool personal shopper thing where you scan your items while you shop. It's genius, really. Then there's a dedicated lane for you to just scan your card, then input your scanner, and you're done! Voila! If it takes longer than 30 minutes, I'll know I'm just wasting time.

Even with the business of today and the past few weeks, I have had time to think about the things I'm grateful for. The list is long. Do you have a minute? I am grateful that my kids grow. I am grateful that our personal economic bailout has been successful (Obama is right about one thing, though, it does takes time). I am grateful for Curly, who makes me laugh and swoon. I am grateful that I can contribute to our family finances without having to leave home. I am grateful for pretty fabric. I am grateful for wonderful memories of Thanksgivings gone by. This year I will try to bring some of those memories to the present, by serving instant breakfast and black donuts while watching the parade.

The shrieking has begun. I must go tend to my children. Have a happy Thanksgiving!