for me, thanksgiving is the most wonderful time of the year. it's the smell of roasting turkey; the sound of football on the television and the hoots and hollers; little kids running about and babies to snuggle; anticipating visitors; greeting family; rolling out the dough for the dinner rolls and pies; testing the whipped cream cans with sprays into each other's mouths; properly cleaning up for dinner; setting the table with place cards and pouring sparkling cider; going around the table sharing what we're thankful for; piling plates to kingdom-come; eating 'til we can't bring another bite to our mouths; laughing through the family traditional readings and talents; settling down for a family holiday movie; going to bed happy and perhaps awakening to the first snow.
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some of my most cherished childhood memories come from the thanksgiving holiday, like going to a movie in the theatre with my cousins and brothers and then stopping at taco bell after--as if we needed more food. ha! it was a time for family, great food, and football--nothing else mattered.