the pieces of my life

How many times can you say that your main course weighs more than your son? The Doodlebug is weighing in at a hefty 14 pounds, but that was featherweight compared to our 17.69 pound turkey. And my oh my what a turkey it was. Once again, my sous chef, aka the Tweedle Twirp, helped me in the kitchen, while others entertained the Doodlebug, and we created a feast extraordinaire. I wasn’t sure we could pull it off with the wee one–and truthfully I ended the day more frazzled than I have in year’s past–but we had a scrumptious feast for eleven. Thanksgiving is still my favorite holiday.

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