Thanksgiving

My sister’s dad is coming up the weekend before Thanksgiving because Annie has it off. They are celebrating the holiday then, and Frank, Darin and Dale will also be there. Lucky us, we get another year off cooking. Annie and Dale want to spend the actual Thanksgiving Day at home, so it is going to be just us. We asked the kids last night if they wanted the traditional dinner, and they all three shouted No! This weekend, we are looking at recipes to see what to make in lieu of turkey, stuffing and mashed potatoes, most of which Eli would have probably just shoved around his plate.

Last night the question was why turkey is served at Thanksgiving. Eli wanted to know. Christian explained that may have been what was served at the very first Thanksgiving. I don't know that Eli understands there was a first Thanksgiving, but he might learn about it more at school this year. He is a sponge right now, soaking up everything he can!

His teacher is amazed with all of the progress he has made. He knew no letters or sounds at the beginning of the year and knows 51 right now, in less than two months. He can read a bit and knows some math. Eli is getting there, and he must delight his teacher because all she could do was laugh for the first five minutes of the teacher-parent conference. She says she keeps Eli close, and the only thing he needs to work on is crying less. Apparently, he is a crier and tears up at the slightest things. We have been talking to him about not crying as much and just going with the flow. He told me yesterday that he has not been crying; hopefully, that is true!

My sister’s dad is coming up the weekend before Thanksgiving because Annie has it off. They are celebrating the holiday then, and Frank, Darin and Dale will also be there. Lucky us, we get another year off cooking. Annie and Dale want to spend the actual Thanksgiving Day at home, so it is going to be just us. We asked the kids last night if they wanted the traditional dinner, and they all three shouted No! This weekend, we are looking at recipes to see what to make in lieu of turkey, stuffing and mashed potatoes, most of which Eli would have probably just shoved around his plate.

Last night the question was why turkey is served at Thanksgiving. Eli wanted to know. Christian explained that may have been what was served at the very first Thanksgiving. I don't know that Eli understands there was a first Thanksgiving, but he might learn about it more at school this year. He is a sponge right now, soaking up everything he can!

His teacher is amazed with all of the progress he has made. He knew no letters or sounds at the beginning of the year and knows 51 right now, in less than two months. He can read a bit and knows some math. Eli is getting there, and he must delight his teacher because all she could do was laugh for the first five minutes of the teacher-parent conference. She says she keeps Eli close, and the only thing he needs to work on is crying less. Apparently, he is a crier and tears up at the slightest things. We have been talking to him about not crying as much and just going with the flow. He told me yesterday that he has not been crying; hopefully, that is true!