This was my first Thanksgiving away from my parents and siblings. I find this slightly odd given that I'm 28, married, I've been to college, I've lived in other states, AND I have been away over Christmas, but never Thanksgiving. This year however my family all went my my Grandma's house in Blackfoot and since Tyson had to work we decided to stay here. So, that meant that for the first time, I got to make the entire meal. For some reason I felt intimidated by it. I've made big meals before, I've hosted dinner parties, but for some reason this time I felt a lot of pressure to get it right. I'll spare you the boring details, but after some planning, and a few near misses, I managed to get dinner on the table without burning anything.
Me spending the morning in the kitchen was rough on Lily though. I tried to get her to stay in the living room with Tyson, but when I'm in the kitchen that is where she wants to be. The problem, she wanted to help me and her help consisted on trying to open the oven or pull items out of the fridge. So she spent some time sitting in her chair watching me cook. Maybe next year she will really be able to help me cook.All she ate of dinner, seriously. Rolls and milk, she refused to touch anything else.I am so grateful for my family, friends, faith and the many many blessings that we have been given. It was great to spend this holiday with my own little family!