We had a wonderfully quiet Thanksgiving. Just the 4 of us at home. Aaron had church services at Trinity, Deer Creek and when he got home we made lunch.
Since nothing about our lives seems traditional we decided to stick with that theme and made fettuccine alfredo for our Thanksgiving dinner. Above Andrew enjoys some after he woke up from his nap.
Why pasta and not turkey? Aaron and I had a conversation a few weeks before Thanksgiving where we both agreed we didn't like turkey all that much. But one thing all 4 of us agree on is pasta. The boys love it and so pasta it was.
But before the day even got started, Andrew insisted on pumpkin pie for breakfast. He doesn't say many words but he made it very clear that the fruit loops were NOT what he had in mind Thanksgiving morning.
The night before Thanksgiving we read a turkey book in Gabe's bed.