Every year for Thanksgiving we do the same thing. We all get together at my Grandma’s house in Dumas, set out the big table, and eat the huge meal. Every year we set out the big table with a big paper table cloth, and then we get out the crayons and color around our placemats. Now, the youngest grandkid now is 18, but that doesn’t stop us from drawing all over the table with crayons. My mom makes the stuffing and mashed potatoes every year, my aunt does the green bean casserole, my grandma does the turkey, everyone has their own jobs each year and it’s just always been that way. I love that we keep things the same, and that after all the years it’s still just perfect. I love going home for Thanksgiving, I get excited about it weeks in advance because we all know poor college kids just don’t get awesome home cooked meals all the time. I try to eat an entire semester’s worth of food when I’m there, and sometimes I swear I can pull it off. Sometimes we talk about trying new things, like I always hear about people who fry their turkeys. We had talked about trying this sometime, so for all I know our tradition is changed this year and I’m going home to a new modern fried turkey Thanksgiving and I don’t even know it yet. Either way, as long as the fixings are there, my family is there, and we get to spend the day together, I really don’t think the turkey is going to change it. Unless we burn it or set the house on fire. Yay Thanksgiving!

Courtesy of Ares Download

Related Posts