That Widow

Day 114 and I’m not big on turkey.

It’s thanksgiving and I’m thankful for my kids. They keep me going, they keep me waking up for tomorrow. Today’s surprise was a cake that had a scene of 8 dinosaurs eating thanksgiving dinner at a table. I told them to sign it from their dad and only gave them the theme of dinosaurs and thanksgiving dinner. Combine the 2 however they thought that looked. It was awesome and the boys loved it! They think their dad set it up for them before he died kind of like the stories you read when a husband sends his wife flowers on their anniversary or her birthday for so many years after their passing. Yes, I set it up but they don’t know that and that was the point.

My in-laws stopped by but tell me why she asked to come over at 11:45, I said that’s fine but they’ll be eating lunch and getting ready for nap, she’s says not a problem, they were late. She’s generally late or she lives in -ish where she says I’ll be over at 9ish. I don’t live in -ish. If I can get myself and 6 kids ready and somewhere on time then you can get your singular self somewhere on time too. I hate that! Anyways, they were 10 minutes late and I’m like ok, they still take nap at the same time every day, holiday or not. Our house runs on a schedule and we don’t veer off of it because then everything is a mess if we do.

We went to my husbands condo and the boys were able to tell him happy thanksgiving and they caught him up on what they’ve been doing. I hate that they have to go to a cemetery to see their dad but that’s what life gave us.

Day 114 and Santa always closes the parade.