Uff da! Rehearsal went off without a hitch. The day was intended as it was to be - a thanksgiving dinner rehearsal, assumingly our first and last, but everyone agreed they think it needs to be an annual tradition, so...we shall see. (I personally think it could be a rotated duty...)
The thing I was most intimidated about, the turkey, was probably the easiest thing to make. I have horrific visions as a child of my father pulling the dang neck out of the turkey's rear-end and had no desires to be elbow-deep in the innards. Thankfully they now package up all that nastiness into a package that you can easily pull out. For me it was definitely a 2-person job though, one to hold the beast down while the other stuffed it, and Troy was the carver. So we are ready for the real deal!
Lucy LOVED having company. She is in a phase where she wants constant one on one attention, so if you're trying to do chores or taking so much as more than 10 seconds to open up a juice box, it's down to the floor in a fit. ugh! But when there's someone other than mom and dad around, she goes into social mode. There were other kids to play with and she just loved other little people and they certainly wore her out - even though company was still gathered, we got her in her pj's around 8 and she went in her room and grabbed her woobie and nukie out of her crib and came out to the living room. I asked "do you want to go to bed?", she turned and went into her room and went to bed! Slept through our loud laughter and conversation, she was wiped! Or was it that stuff in the turkey? hmmm...
The tables are set...
Our first turkey is done...
Our actual first turkey...
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