What I’m Thankful For

We have a tradition around our house. Each Thanksgiving as we sit around the table admiring the bountiful feast of which we are about to partake; we go around the table and each person states one thing for which we are thankful.

After everyone has had a turn, we say grace and thank our Heavenly Father for all that he has provided for us in our lives. It is a small and simple tradition but one that has become very important in our family.

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Pies, They’re Not Just for Charts

Growing up in Idaho one of the things we kids always looked forward to was going to grandma’s house for Thanksgiving. She lived in a small house with my grandpa. Small was the operative word since the entire house was the size of a garage.

Somehow my grandmother was able to comfortably fit all of my aunts, uncles, and cousins in this house on Thanksgiving. As a small child it seemed comfortable. When I visit now I have to wonder if it was just my imagination that there were really that many people in this small house.

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There’s A Turkey in my Pool

It must be Thanksgiving, there’s a turkey in my pool. I never get tired of that line nor do I get tired of the confused look that accompanies that comment. I probably need to explain.

My family is addicted to The Food Network. Alton Brown, Bobby Flay, and Paula Dean are all deities around our house. There is probably not a day go by that The Food Network is tuned in. It is not just my wife who is addicted; all of the kids also have their favorite personalities and shows.

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Turkey Bowling and Other Memories

Thanksgiving is always a time that brings back a lot of memories. Growing up in rural Idaho we would go to my grandparents house every year. All of my aunts and uncles who lived in the area would be there.

We would all gather around the table for dinner awaiting the arrival of the turkey. It would be brought in and presented amid gasps and excitement. My grandfather would then take the knife and carve up the bird taking a nibble or two along the way.

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Making a List, Checking It Twice

I will freely admit, my wife Trina and I are list-aholics. It seems like each of us has a list for just about everything. There is a Christmas list that we follow religiously. There is the inescapable honey-do list that Trina has for me each baseball off-season. There is even a list for us to get paper and pens to make more lists.

There is not one aspect of our lives that there doesn’t seem to be a list somewhere. The problem is, we make these lists then for one reason or another the list gets misplaced. I think the lost lists are just a coincidence but Trina believes in some list conspiracy theory.

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