Thanksgiving Photo Album

On this Thanksgiving Day, there are many reasons for which to be grateful. Many far deeper than I have time (or energy!) to share on here at this moment. For now, I'll keep it simple but sincere.

My heart is thankful for:

...Little chubby hands willing to help make dinner rolls.





...20 little toes to clip and polish while watching

Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade

...The child who, just like I used to, becomes overwhelmed with the desire to dance when watching aforementioned parade, with all it's energetic dance teams & band numbers.

...A husband who directs the children to help clean up.

(And by clean, I mean really clean).

...inexpensive, but fetching plates and napkins to warm up the table, courtesy of Target.

...the FIVE DOLLAR arrangement that I bought at the farm where I buy our milk.

(I still cannot believe it was only five buckeroos!).

 ...A table filled with plates for people I love more than myself and food to place before them, not just to enjoy but to give nourishment.

...Costco's Instant Mashed Potatoes.

They taste good, and they passed 'inspection' from my dear friend who values good, healthful food!

(ingredients: potatoes, sea salt, butter).

 ...Traditions.

It might not taste like heaven, but to my husband, it isn't Thanksgiving without it.

...The man who changed my life, in the best of ways.

He has had to learn live life with a Sanguine woman, and while that can present it's challenges for a melancholy man (as it did this morning. ahem.), he loves me so well through it all!

...My mama, who loves these little girls so well (and me too!)

...Even though they get away with FAR more

than I ever did!!!

("Jeane`, she's just tired! Really. I can tell..." as my daughter-who slept for three hours this afternoon- is throwing a complete hissy fit/temper tantrum through the end of our Thanksgiving feast, repeatedly pulling my mom's pearly white shirt sleeve with her cranberry sauce covered hands. See evidence below on once-white sleeve.)

...For the miracle of two little boys who entered our world at the same time, and all the beautiful repercussions that come with it.

...For a country that is still, at this moment, free.

I do sometimes fear for my children's future, as I cannot see it looking like the peaceful, fruitful one I want.

And yet...

God is Love. And He is Strong. And He both loves and protects my children better than I could ever hope to.

I also am grateful to be able to share a little of my life with you (and I am picturing as many of you that I know take time to read as I write this!).

Thank you for caring to stop by the Coffee Cottage!