It was a great Thanksgiving. We put the giant turkey in the oven to slowly cook overnight. In the morning, the house was filled with its delicious aroma. After church, we got everything ready for the wonderful meal. The turkey meat completely filled the giant platter. Everyone snitched samples.
I got to use my new gravy ladle that my mom brought from Seward. She got it from Et Cetera, a thrift store run by Mennonites. The ladle did a mennontastic job of scooping out gravy!
After dinner, as is our custom, we all went to sleep. Tim resisted for a long time, but finally gave in. He had to sleep. It’s in his genes.