Thursday, November 29, 2012


If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, "thank you," that would suffice.  
~Meister Eckhart

We gathered at my dear sister Kristi's house for Thanksgiving this year.  She has plenty of room for the nearly 30 guests in attendance (and we were missing a lot of the regulars!).

Cousins ran amok, chasing each other and Crazy Uncle David.  In our house, his name is not just David.  It is always preceded by "Crazy Uncle".  David was 2 years old when Jason and I got married, he didn't even know I was one of his sisters until he was 6 years old (he thought I was just a friend who hung out at the house a lot, apparently).   This Thanksgiving, we hit some sort of milestone.  David picked me up, threw me over his shoulder and carried me about (and hopefully he didn't injure himself...), he's not the "baby brother" he used to be!

Much anticipation was tied to this "kid-size" train. I made the mistake of telling Ethan it would be at the party the day before Thanksgiving.  He could not sleep he was so excited.  And, yes, it lived up to his imaginings.

Dance party in the basement:

{Crazy David and slighty less crazy, but definitely more graceful Nikki}

We feasted, visited, laughed and reminisced with four generations of  family. And we all fit into the same room!

Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday; a time to pause and reflect, to celebrate our tremendous blessings, to remember what truly matters and to gather loved ones close (and eat yummy food!).

{Love this photo of my Daddy}

Go read this cute poem my Mom wrote about my Dad's gravy. 
 Yes, the gravy is good enough to make one wax poetic.

For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food, for love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

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