Spoons and Diapers

It is a tradition at my parents house to go around the table and say what you are thankful for before we start to dig in to the incredible assortment of food spread out before us in a display of color and tastes.

It is a tradition because we all are keenly aware that we have so much to be thankful for in a world that has many more with out, than with.

So in our earnest attempt to show that we are keenly aware of our blessings, we one by one, count them.

I had a lot to be thankful for this year and I droned on and on, about my dad being healthy and recovering from his surgery just 2 weeks ago... my grandmother who is recovering from her stroke, also just two weeks ago...my beautiful children etc etc etc...

Remember, my three year old son is anxiously awaiting his turn to tell us what he is thankful for. My girls say such "awww" inspiring things as family and food and we all think what lovely little girls they are...

Henry? Nope, he smiled big, looked at all of us in all his glory, and said:

"I am thankful for spoons and diapers!"

Well, he may be a lot of things, but the boy knows what he is thankful for!

Happy Thanksgiving...and yes, I am thankful for a boy that never leaves me with a shortage of things to write about!