A few quick things that stuck out from our Thanksgiving Day. My mom used to have us make place cards when we were little. She would send us out in the back yard to collect leaves, pine cones, and acorns, then sit us at the table with construction paper and Elmer's glue. They were usually masterpieces. Jump to 2008. My children made origami "mayflowers" as place cards. How things have changed.
The other night at dinner the kids were discussing waddles on a turkey and how weird they look. Alanya said her teacher asked if anyone knew what a waddle was and she said she raised her hand and said "it's like the floppy part under my Nana's chin!" Doh! Sorry mom.
Thanksgiving morning my kids were off the wall, especially Ben. They were so excited to watch the Macy's Parade. I used to watch the parade, but back then I'm pretty sure it was still an actual parade, and not a string of lip-synched performances that promote the latest Broadway show and movie opening. Nonetheless, they got to eat their Cheerios in the living room in front of the TV. To them, that is the official kick-off to Thanksgiving Day.
For many it's all about the meal. When it comes down to it, Noah eats two things on Thanksgiving... peas and Jason's sweet rolls. That's it, and he's perfectly happy. What makes it Thanksgiving for him is we don't pester him about not eating anything else.
When I was little we'd make Pilgrim hats and Indian headdresses and have all the stories down about the first Thanksgiving. Now, the difference is my kids have actual Indians in their classes, as in children from India. With the large number of high-tech jobs in the area, Indians are by far the overwhelming minority in our school. Needless to say, the way the kids learn about Thanksgiving is a little different with a global perspective. My kids go to the same school I went to, but the population has changed for the better and they have friends at school with different cultures and backgrounds. The world is a little bit smaller.
The other night at dinner the kids were discussing waddles on a turkey and how weird they look. Alanya said her teacher asked if anyone knew what a waddle was and she said she raised her hand and said "it's like the floppy part under my Nana's chin!" Doh! Sorry mom.
Thanksgiving morning my kids were off the wall, especially Ben. They were so excited to watch the Macy's Parade. I used to watch the parade, but back then I'm pretty sure it was still an actual parade, and not a string of lip-synched performances that promote the latest Broadway show and movie opening. Nonetheless, they got to eat their Cheerios in the living room in front of the TV. To them, that is the official kick-off to Thanksgiving Day.
For many it's all about the meal. When it comes down to it, Noah eats two things on Thanksgiving... peas and Jason's sweet rolls. That's it, and he's perfectly happy. What makes it Thanksgiving for him is we don't pester him about not eating anything else.
When I was little we'd make Pilgrim hats and Indian headdresses and have all the stories down about the first Thanksgiving. Now, the difference is my kids have actual Indians in their classes, as in children from India. With the large number of high-tech jobs in the area, Indians are by far the overwhelming minority in our school. Needless to say, the way the kids learn about Thanksgiving is a little different with a global perspective. My kids go to the same school I went to, but the population has changed for the better and they have friends at school with different cultures and backgrounds. The world is a little bit smaller.
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. We are off for another Thanksgiving meal with more family today. I'm thankful we have so many people who love us.
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