We have an astounding amount to be grateful for in our lives, and this week, on Thanksgiving, we paid more attention to that than usual.
I’m thankful that you are such an easy baby, and that you travel very well. Except when it’s dark outside, and you’re cranky because you’ve already spent three hours in the car that day – that kind of fussiness is understandable.
I’m thankful we had a waystation for our Thanksgiving journey and didn’t need to drive six hours in one day. Your great grandparents opened the Inn to us, and we had the whole place to ourselves on Thanksgiving night.
I’m thankful for all of the family members that welcomed us with open arms when we arrived in Vermont for dinner at your other great grandmother’s house. Nearly all of them were meeting you for the first time, and I’m so glad we were able to spend the day with them.
I’m thankful for the technology that allowed us to FaceTime with your grandparents after we ate. This is the first holiday they’ve been in Tennessee, and it was tough for all of us. Being able to see their faces, show them your adorable Thanksgiving outfit, and trot my phone around so they could say hi to all of the other relatives helped ease the pain of that distance a little bit.
I’m thankful your dad doesn’t mind driving all that way so I don’t have to.
And finally, I’m thankful for the Double Stuf Oreos and wine we found in the Inn cupboards. Amen.