Thank you for this.

Have we all recovered from our Thanksgiving food extravaganza?

I'm currently eating pumpkin pie for breakfast so my answer is no. I'm still in it. And we fully intend on having another feast tomorrow just because we're glutinous and want more leftovers. We don't want the party to end so we always have two dinners. It's a tasty tradition.

We spent the day yesterday being ever so thankful. I really am very thankful for all of our blessings but at this point I feel like explaining all of the things I am thankful for in great depth over a Facebook status update, a tweet, or even a blog post just doesn't do justice to my extent of gratitude. So I'll just tell you now, I'm thankful. I'm so humbled by all of our blessings, I can't even decorate them with words. It's not enough. 

I do recall a moment yesterday that stood out as my favorite moment of the day that defined the extend of my gratitude. We were all sitting in the living room watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. All of us. 

My oldest was on the couch, bored, waiting for us to allow him to watch football. 

My husband was in between riling up the dog and wrestling with Lola. 

Lola was finally (FINALLY!) kind of into the parade, watching the dancers and spotting Santa Claus at the end. She did say, "Those weindeer aw not weel." 

Christian was hanging out with all of us, calm and content. 

It was that moment - not contrived, not planned, not staged, not constructed - just purely authentic in togetherness that I was most thankful for. And I even said a silent prayer to God at that very moment. 

Thank you for this.

Then we went to Gramma's for Thanksgiving dinner. There was turkey and potatoes and kids running around and full glasses of wine. It was really hard but I forced myself to enjoy a caramel drizzled maple cheesecake one of my aunts made and it turned out to be the best piece of cheesecake I've ever had in my whole entire life.

Thank you for this.

When it was time to sit down for dinner Lola, in her almost four year old little voice told her big fifteen year old brother, "Gabe, you can come sit with me ovah heyah," as she was headed toward a table with only two seats. So he followed her and they ate together. 

Thank you for this.

My friends sent me texts with funny memes all day.

Thank you for this.

The big things that inspire intense gratitude in life are cool. But the little things are pretty sweet, too.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING WEEKEND! I'm in the mood for some "It's gonna shoot your eye out!"

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