
The past few weeks we have been anticipating Thanksgiving. This year the kids understand more of what it means. Michael can tell the story of the Pilgrims and Indians. Last year they couldn't even understand what I was trying to tell them. They play with their "Lil People" Thanksgiving set and Mayflower set. In Michaels class they had a feast and Michael was an Indian, he was so proud of his costume.

Last Saturday John braved the cold weather and went with the guys to the UVA game. It was 37 degrees at kick-off. I was so glad I was at home with the kids. I was able to take Luba and Michael to have their pictures taken. (Kristina's will be done in a few weeks.)
We had been trying to decide where to eat Thanksgiving. Then we realized the kids would rather be at their own house so they could play after the meal. We will be having my family and John's family over, a total of 17 people. At least everyone will be helping out by bringing some food.
Michael has been talking about Thanksgiving all week. This morning he walked in our bedroom. (When he stands by the side of the bed he is right at my eye level when I'm lying down.) When I opened my eyes and smiled at him he said, "Mom, tomorrow is Thanksgiving!" I said, "What does that mean?" He said, "It means you are thankful." I said, "Michael, what are you thankful for?" He said, "I'm thankful for my family." It brought tears to my eyes. Here was a 5 year old boy who knows he is thankful he has a family. Many kids wouldn't even think about not having a family, but he knows what it is like to not have one. Having been put in an orphanage at 2 years old, he wouldn't remember anything about his previous family, which is probably a good thing.
School was only a half day today. Once the kids got home I started making an Apple Crisp. Luba and Michael helped me cut and peel the apples, while Kristina took picture. They enjoyed eating literally all the peels.

Mom x3