Our Thanksgiving started early.
I got the turkey in the roaster and the rolls rising.
The boys went and played in the Turkey Bowl.
I had ONE request.
ONE request, Friends.
NO INJURIES.
Rest assured, Jackson hasn't been able to walk since Thursday!
Shocking.
Appetizers were set out at noon.
I was watching a Lockdown marathon on Netflix.
No judging.
Dinner was served at 4.
I nailed it, People.
Like, nailed IT!
The rolls were on point.
The turkey was amazing.
The mashed potatoes could have been more seasoned, but whatever!
I was dang proud of myself.
Don't mind their just-woke-up-from-naps-after-turkeybowl-faces...
They were hungry and happy.
I asked each of them to name two things they were thankful for at that very moment...
"Stuffing." "Butter." "Rolls." "Jesus." (at least one got one Jesus in there)
"Mom." "Ibuprofen." You get the idea...
Dessert was cherry cream pie and our four layer dessert, which is actually only three layers, but who cares!
Two weeks until my Jackson is moving on to a new classroom in life.
I am trying to soak up every single second!!!
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