Jimmy, Alex and Uncle Pete.
So thankful to be able to spend Thanksgiving with my family. The six of us traveled to Miami to spend the holidays with Yiayia and Papouli. We arrived on Wednesday afternoon and almost immediately the kids wanted to go swimming. The water was a little cold, but none of them seemed to mind.
After dinner Yiayia and Helen got started on the preparations for Thursday's meal. Here they are making the corn bread casserole.
Yiayia made another turkey the "traditional" way. We also had mashed potatoes, gravy, sweet potatoes, yams with marshmallows, green beans, Grandma's squash casserole and cranberry sauce. Everything was delicious. Hard to believe, but we all still had room for dessert: pumpkin pie, apple pie, cookies and even ice-cream.
The best part of the meal was when Alex read some poems he wrote in school for the occasion.
My favorite one was titled "When Daddy Carves the Turkey."
My favorite one was titled "When Daddy Carves the Turkey."
When Daddy carves the turkey,
it is really quite a sight,
I know he tries his hardest,
but he never does it right.
He makes a fancy show of it
before he starts to carve,
and stabs in all directions
while we're certain that we'll starve.
He seems to take forever
as we sit and shake our heads,
by the time he's finished slicing
he's reduced the bird to shreds.
He yells as loud as thunder
just before he's finally through
for when Daddy carves the turkey,
Daddy carves his finger too.
-Alex Land
November 2009
