This year was super special for many reasons. The first was my daughter. She is three and a half going on thirteen and insistent on helping mommy all the time now. I'm definitely not complaining and this year I gave her the opportunity to do the basting on our turkey. She has been burned before on a burner so she was quite aware of being steady and careful around the hot oven. She watched me diligently as I showed her what to do and she followed suit perfectly.
She means more to me than anything else in this world and it excites me to be passing on my love of cooking to her. She has genuine interest and the other night as I was making goulash using elbow macaroni, she recognized me boiling the noodles and asked me if she could help with the macaroni and cheese. Even though that's not what I was making it made me realize that she is retaining and has processed quite a bit of what I've showed her with my cooking. She did a lot of stirring for me today and did four hours worth of basting. She was super inquisitive when I was putting together my turkey rub/marinade and when I explained the purpose of it, she actually seemed to understand. When Gammy and Papa showed up for dinner, she woke from her nap and the first thing she told them was how she "wasted the turkey." Yes, you read that right. It was cute.
In addition, usually my parents come, eat, and leave. Today they came, we watched a movie (Red), ate, and then watched part of another movie. That was nice because we only ever see each other in passing as I am either dropping off or picking up my daughter on a daily basis before or after I go to work. My father also helped me set up my big Christmas tree. As I type this I am sitting in a living room lit only by the light of a candle, the tv, and two Christmas trees...one is a little one for my daughter, and our big one. I feel cozy, satisfied, and loved.
Third, I made a bunch of sweet potato pies for those in my life who have been extra special to me over the last couple months. I gave one to my second shift co-workers who I work all my overtime with. I passed one on to a wonderful woman who has helped me with watching my daughter at random times where I am hard pressed for a baby sitter. I gave the last one to a man who has slowly become a special part of my life. He met my parents tonight and that was a little worrisome for me since it was not planned. Things went well and I feel a sense of relief. Where he and I will be next Thanksgiving is beyond me at this point and in fate's hands. I am just going to ride the wave, take my time, and enjoy what has been given to me. The feedback from everyone regarding these pies has just confirmed for me that I am doing something right.
This year I can give thanks for so many things that it makes my heart feel full. Loving and supportive parents, great friends and awesome co-workers, a job that allows me to help others in need, a nice roof over my head, a special man, and the greatest daughter I could ever imagine. Whoever the higher power is who is holding my cards....thanks!
































