traditions…

This is not the first year that we stayed home for Thanksgiving.  Several years ago, when The Boy was perhaps a pre-teen, we stayed home and made relish.  He loved the idea of the three of us making something like that together, even though he (still) doesn’t care for relish!

Also, we used to go camping with our camping club every Thanksgiving, which included a booking at a nice restaurant.  One memorable trip was in Pennsylvania, the first year that the Blue Jays won the World Series.  It was SO fun!!  And the scenery was beautiful, fall colours & all, and the restaurant even did turkey dinner for us Canadians.

One “tradition” The Mom used to have during these weekends, while they had to wait with their impatient little guy in the restaurants, was to play a game of seeing how many things you could think of, to be thankful for.  It’s amazing how long a list can get!  Yesterday in our church, the opening prayer took the form of encouraging people to say out their own sentence-prayers of what they were thankful for.  So many people had so many things, there was more than a few times that people talked over one another.  Cup overflowing!!

Thanksgiving Dinner a couple of years ago, but very typical.  Nanny & Pappy are foremost, The Dad and The Mom are rearmost.  Other couple:  sister & her husband (the sister you prayed for about the heart attack, and who has 3 grandchildren already).  And you know who the other guy is!  You can see our trailer through the window–the pull-out part is a queen size bed.

The picture of the other half of the gang (sister’s kids & grandkids, etc.), didn’t turn out so well.

(It’s really a Thanksgiving picture, but I couldn’t seem to change the link without re-typing everything.)

“We all live off his generous bounty, gift after gift after gift.” (John 1:16)