…it was short. Three littles had napped, matching outfits donned, cameras already set on tripods, the family together. It was a good three minutes worth of snapping nonstop to achieve one family photo!
Then we could resume the rest of the day. Cooking, tending to a feverish, inconsolable baby, setting tables, greeting guests, and of course, toasting to all good things we have. Oh! And retrieving a spouse from the airport and welcoming him home to the chaos. It was a perfect Thanksgiving, and I’m grateful for everything everyone did to help set a lovely meal on the table.
Today I will chill, returning every dish and appliance to its proper home as I stare at the crumb-stricken floors, thanking God for crockpots, bread machines, ovens, and warming trays. Oh, and of course, family and friends.
