Thanksgiving

There is a happy hum in our house today. Daddy (supposed to be writing a paper) is in the attic and I hear those red and green bins rustling around. It makes me giddy. The nutcracker tickets have been ordered and the red nail polish is awaiting me as soon as I can find the time to keep my hands still long enough for them to dry, when is that by the way?

Thanksgiving Eve...



(making hand turkeys)



Thanksgiving was wonderful. I love my little family.



We gathered at my Mom and Dad's home. The table was beautiful. The food oh so good.





(so good we couldn't even look up)


(that's some serious business carving the turkey... my brother)





The cousins were so much fun to play with.







And the 'grownups' sat around the dining room table over a few pots of tea for hours of conversation. It was warm. It was lovely. It was fun.

And now we've moved on. The moment the girls were sleeping in their beds Thanksgiving night I dismantled the autumn house to make room...

Oh, and we fixed this. By scratch yellow cake and chocolate frosting with five and half candles.







Frank Sinatra's Christmas is playing and red and green is peeking out all over. Happy Thanksgiving weekend; and may I be the first to say Merry Christmas.