Happy Thanksgiving Canada!

Bang’s Thanksgiving paint strip turkey he made in school

Here in Canada it’s Thanksgiving Sunday. Thanksgiving is officially tomorrow. We’ll have a small gathering here for supper. Though it would be nicer if it were bigger. DW’s family will joining us, so we’ll have five extra. In an ideal world we’d have an extra six more than that if my family could come, too.

It’s a time of giving thanks. We have family, friends, a roof over our head, a bed to sleep in, and food on the table. The rest is gravy on the mashed potatoes. Nanny is providing the turkey (but we’re cooking it) *reminder to myself: write about “sink soup” tomorrow*. She’s also bringing yummy pumpkin pie and Cool Whip!

I’m thankful for my mom’s stuffing recipe. Though it’s not much, and easy to make, it is a taste of “home” for me. I’ve got the bread ripped up and going stale as I type this. It’ll be ready to become delicious stuffing tomorrow morning when the turkey arrives. Yes, we’ll cook the stuffing in the turkey.

Crash is thankful for friends and family. Food. Life. Animals, tablets and school.

Bang is thankful for dad coming on the trampoline, hugs, and getting me a drink. Oh, and Snuggling with mom.

DW is thankful for peace and quiet (HAHAHAHAHAHA ain’t none of that around here – we ran out of that 8 years ago and again 4 years ago). She also says she’s thankful for a husband who spoils her. Nevermind the smile and giggle that follow making it difficult to tell if she’s being serious or sarcastic. I’m guessing a bit of both.

I remember thanksgiving growing up. Though it was at the end of November. We’d all gather at grandparents farm. There’d be so many people we’d require two tables. There’d be so much food we’d need a small army to eat all of it. After a hearty meal and lots of talk and laughter, someone would start the cleaning up process. There would a football game or a parade on T.V. Eventually, we would end up in the front yard playing football. Tackle if was just the boys- myself, my dad, brother, and some cousins and uncles. Two hand touch if the girls joined in – my mom and some cousins and aunts. Ahh the good ol’ days.

We’ll do this all again come American Thanksgiving come the end of November. As for now, I need to go put up a few Halloween decorations before the heathens drive me insane about it. Happy Canadian Thanksgiving to you and yours wherever you may find yourself this weekend!