Thanksgiving x 2

This year we had two celebrations for Turkey Day.
The first was a dinner with the extended family
the day before Thanksgiving at Grandma Sheree's house.
There were three options for seating:
the kid's table
where Orin spent the first part of the evening,
the adult's table,
which he graced intermittently,
and the "Man Cave," which he crashed multiple times
despite protests from his grandfather that he had not
obtained "Man Status" yet, and therefore was not allowed to be in.
But Orin was quick to retaliate,
siting that he should be granted access to the Cave
due to the fact that he knows how to say "beer"
and point to the appropriate beverage
(a skill that nobody will admit to teaching him).
Plus, it was his second cousin Faye's fault anyway...
she was steering the car, after all.
The next night, despite still feeling full from the feast at Grandma's
we dove into the holiday spirit and accompanying high doses
of tryptophan once more, this time at our house.
Having his grandmother over seemed like a great excuse
for Orin to pull out his new toy stair and show off his moves.
With unusually high levels of energy for a 8pm sleeper,
Orin climbed and jumped and yelled...
until eventually the food caught up with him
and his once exciting Skuut stair
mysteriously transformed into a feathery soft pillow. He could hardly hold off sleep for long enough
to ichat with his Grandpa George in Alaska,
but did manage to slip in a quick conversation in the moments
between finishing his bath and putting on his pajamas
All in all, I think it was a pretty good holiday,
and now, with our fridge stuffed with leftovers for the month,
and every dish that we own in the sink,
I am off to bed
at 8:30pm.