Pretty Near Perfect Thanksgiving!

There isn't much I would have changed about this Thanksgiving. It was a blessing through and through. We hosted at our home with the Burmeisters, Readys and some dear friends, the Schrocks.

>There were four generation present. The youngest at the party was Elias at two years and a few months and the eldest was my mom's dad, Bud, who is 88 years old. There were actually three great grandparents in attendance. In addition to Grandpa Bud was my dad's dad, Harold Ready, and Todd's mom's mom, Marian Schilling. Whew!

At one point we tried to take family photos.

My favorite pics are when there is total mayhem happening with the subjects of the picture. Most of the time is the children trying to wiggle out of the picture and the parents trying to make silly noises and faces or promising crazy things to get them to stay, bribery, hmmm...

Except for the turkey that took about an hour longer to cook than I had originally calculated the day was blissful, a pretty near perfect Thanksgiving. Oh, yea, and except for the well-intentioned idea of having Traeton and Addison help with serving the meal to our guests. The hope was that they'd catch the vision of serving others, especially our guests, and how wonderful it feels to do so and how it makes our guests feel. When Addison and I barely made it around with the soup I figured this may be more challenging than I had thought through but as soon as Traeton grabbed the red jello and headed for the dining room I knew this was a totally stupid idea!!



Until next time...