As I sit here in the bedroom, I hear my husband talking to my girls. He is teaching them the fine art of pie crust making. Sadly, I cannot make a pie crust. Not for lack of trying or lack of teaching. No, I simply cannot make a decent pie crust.
I love the conversations they are having in between the instructions. I listen to him patiently explain why you have to add certain ingredients at certain times. I hear their eager responses as they both want to be the one to add to the mixture.
My heart is swelling with contentment. As the Thanksgiving holiday fast approaches I am thankful for many, many things. I am blessed with a wonderful house, two fabulous daughters, ten chickens and two mangy mutts. I have a job and money in the bank. We are all healthy. I have good friends and live in a country that allows me to be free. My family will be together (minus the Las Vegas crew) for Thanksgiving.
As I type my thoughts are interrupted by laughter from the kitchen.
I think most of all...this year...I am thankful for the man I married.
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Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, Carrie!
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