Thanksgiving

We had a great Thanksgiving this year. It's the first time that we were just on our own as our little family. We got to keep all of the left-overs, and it didn't matter if everything didn't turn out perfectly. Which, everything was great. I used all of our fanciest dishes and we all cleaned the house just as though we would have company, but WE were the company this year. I really like my family. I'm thankful for each one of them. We're thankful for you guys too! Hope your Thanksgiving was wonderful.

Damian carving the turkey.

Marisa and Jared looking at their weird reflections in the silver goblets that Heidi and Mark gave us for our wedding and that I've only used twice!

We also all memorized my favorite Thanksgiving poem. Cheers!

The Turkey Shot Out Of The Oven

The turkey shot out of the ovenand rocketed into the air,

it knocked every plate off the tableand partly demolished a chair.

It ricocheted into a corner

and burst with a deafening boom,

then splattered all over the kitchen,

completely obscuring the room.

It stuck to the walls and the windows,

it totally coated the floor,

there was turkey attached to the ceiling,

where there'd never been turkey before.

It blanketed every appliance,

it smeared every saucer and bowl,

there wasn't a way I could stop it,

that turkey was out of control.

I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure,

and thought with chagrin as I mopped,

that I'd never again stuff a turkey

with popcorn that hadn't been popped.

by
Jack Prelutsky