Elijah woke up from his nap to find:
Eli: "A Chicken!"
Me: "No, it's a turkey, Elijah."
Eli: "I'm not a turkey!!" (indignantly)
Sam made mulled cider while Dad carved the bird.
Here is the final end to all this cooking: Turkey (the brine was wonderful, Mom), Candied Sweet Potatoes, Stuffing and Cranberry Sauce.
Mashed Potatoes, Gravy and Rolls. I ended up skipping the green bean casserole because there were no fresh green beans at the store (one less thing to cook). I forgot to mention mashed potatoes in my plan, but the boys peeled, cubed and cooked up some potatoes in the morning and I mashed and seasoned them.
Bronwyn got to taste her first turkey. :) She loved it and ate quite a bit.
So thankful. The Lord is so good.
Ready to feast.
I made Bron a little plate of food so that she could try different things. She didn't end up eating a whole lot of it, but she tried everything.
She put a bite of stuffing in her mouth and disliked it so much that she quickly spat it out and threw it on the floor. I *lightly* spanked her hand and told her "no" so that she would know that throwing her food on the floor wasn't OK to do. She *really* didn't like that, as you can see. We all laughed at her drama over the stuffing.
Just once a year, and it always tastes so good!
And here are the pies. They were good too. On Thanksgiving day, I thought, "I don't think I care if I ever do this again." I was exhausted and the cooking really did wipe me out. Then we ate just a little bit of pie, because we were so full. I wondered why I had thought I needed to make 4 of them.
Two days later, I'm loving all these leftovers!! It has been so sweet to not cook for a couple of days afterwards and just enjoy good leftovers. Hmm....maybe I will be doing it again another year after all.