We got to my mom's early in the morning and put together three different jello salads (pistachio, lemon cream, cran-raspberry. A Tanner tradition). My sister, Taylor, brought her new boyfriend, and he volunteered to cook the turkey and make the stuffing! (Talk about getting in good with the gf's family ;) ). I brought homemade apple pie with caramel sauce and pumpkin cheesecake, my mom also put together her favorite asian green salad. We all crowded around her table in her small kitchen in mismatched chairs and ate and laughed. Cozy and homey, with our family's favorite food.
We then rushed over to Jack's Aunt's house for his extended family's meal. There were dozens of people there and his aunt had gone all out, setting out 6 different tables with fancy place setting and marble centerpieces that she had broken up herself! There was a buffet with matching serving platters and raised bowls heaping with hot rolls, stuffing, etc. It was super fancy and so much fun!
My family has a tradition of going around the table on Thanksgiving and each saying what we are most thankful for. When I think back over the years of things I have said, it is interesting to me to see how my most precious things have changed. Growing up I probably said things like stuffing or my favorite toys, as a teenager I remember being thankful for making it onto certain teams or the cheer squad and for my friends and car. A common theme has always been family.
My gratitude this year has eclipsed that of other years. I have been unbelievably blessed to have found and married Jack, have a sweet, amazing little girl, and now to be blessed with another baby.
Most of Jack's siblings have been at his mom's since Thanksgiving and when his brother's family is down from Idaho, he likes to spend late nights over there playing games with everyone. Last night I came home to put Olivia to bed and started feeling especially sick (from the pregnancy). Sometimes it gets really bad at night when I am worn out from the day. I called Jack just to get some sympathy, but told him NOT to come home since it was his last night with his family, and that I would just go to bed. Next thing I know, he is walking through the door with food from one of my favorite places. He cleans the kitchen while I open my food to discover that they got the order wrong. He then goes back out to return it and get the real order. He settles me in with a movie and makes sure I am feeling better before heading back to his mom's, having missed dinner and games with them. He never stops trying and never gets lazy at the whole 'husband' bit. Every day I feel like his top priority.
Just as I was going to bed, Olivia started crying. I would usually just give her a minute to fall back asleep, but last night I went up to see her. She heard me come in and reached up to me. When I picked her up, she slumped over my shoulder and snuggled into me. Just as I thought she had fallen asleep on me, she lifted her head and gave me a warm, mushy kiss right on the mouth. She still has her sweet baby breath and I hugged her and smelled her for a few more minutes before laying her back in her crib. She is getting so big now and I cherish these baby moments more than ever. She is such a sweet, affectionate soul and I feel so blessed to be able to call her mine.
I hope everyone had such an amazing Thanksgiving with family and friends :)