Thanksgiving is a tricky holiday. Yes, I love the turkey and all the great side dishes, not to mention the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. But Thanksgiving with a two-year-old? C'mon now. Because Britton doesn't care that the turkey's only at 138 degrees, and she doesn't want Memaw and me putting together dishes in the kitchen - she wants to play. Luckily we finally got everything to the table, despite Britton refusing to nap at all.
Here is our table - tablecloth courtesy of Joann's yardage and a 40% off coupon, china is Kate Spade "June Lane" - the only time of the year we ever drag out the wedding china, and I made the faux mercury glass because I have a love affair with mercury glass but don't want to pay the high prices!
My first ever attempt at a pecan pie. I was told it was pretty good.
Watching the parade. PawPaw sacked out on the floor.
All the trimmings, but no bird - it was in the kitchen getting carved up by the hub.
We take this shot EVERY YEAR because there is something about a man giving a "thumbs up" with turkey drippings all over him.
After dinner we loaded up the dishwasher for what seemed like the tenth time that day, then got to dessert. But once Thanksgiving seemed officially over, out came CHRISTMAS BOXES! The two trees are put up, as are the banister garland and mantel decoration. We put a garland around the front door (used brick clips and they are awesome!) and our little Santa lights. We made it halfway through the lights on the house before realizing just how tall our house is. Those may or may not get finished by a light crew who doesn't mind being 18 feet in the air!
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