It is interesting how the Thanksgiving holiday progresses. For weeks before, everyone is excited for Thanksgiving to arrive. Each of the children make requests to their mother to include their favorite food as part of the traditional Thanksgiving dinner. Trina diligently listens to each of them and tries to incorporate the various requests into a single meal. The week before Thanksgiving is filled with the bustle of food preparation to try and spread the work out over several days rather than have to prepare everything at once. Vegetibles are cut up, pies are cooked, supplies are purchased and assignments are made. On the morning of Thanksgiving, Trina is up at the crack of dawn preparing the massive feast for this growing family of seven. By late afternoon, we all sit down to partake of this bounty and give thanks for all that we have.

The day after Thanksgiving is usually filled with Christmas shopping when Trina drags me around town to pick up items that have been identified through ads in the paper the day before. At home, the kids fend for themselves for most of the day as we are running around town. When we return home, it is a quick turkey sandwich before unpacking the car and hiding the gifts throughout the house.

Saturday is recovery day as we usually get caught up on a little lost sleep from the previous two days. Before noon though it is back out shopping, this time I usually take the children to gather information and perhaps pick up a few things for Trina. As we get home, it is again a quick meal that typically includes at least some of the dishes from Thanksgiving. The beginning of rumblings about what there is to eat begin to be heard.

As Sunday arrives, the kids begin to realize that they have to return to school tomorrow. Suddenly they remember they did indeed have homework but Monday seemed so far away that they seemed to ignore it until today. There is a mad dash as they try to find backpacks and assignments and beg Trina and I for help. For dinner, Trina attempts to get one more meal out of Thanksgiving leftovers. She is met with a revolt by the children who plan to stage a hunger strike if they are required to eat one more bite of anything that includes the word turkey. By the time dinner is finished, it is clear this is the last meal we will have from Thanksgiving and the word turkey will not be uttered in our household for another 51 weeks.

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