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This morning I spent a wonderful time in my itty bitty kitchen with my little girls. We (I) made 2 pumpkin pies while they snacked on popcorn and cracker sticks. It's not often that I find cooking with 2 little ones underfoot wonderful. But this morning before tackling the job I had pryed for strength, patience and for an understanding that my job is one of the most precious ever. I also knew I had pretty much all day to get 2 pies made so there was no time pressure.

This year I already feel in the Christmas spirit. There have been plenty of times in my life (adult life) that I didn't "feel" it. I was glad for it but I didn't have that cozy, let's make cookies and crafts, then snuggle on the floor under a blanket and watch It's a Wonderful Life feeling.

Today is Thanksgiving. We'll celebrate it with turkey and all the trimmings tomorrow.

I'm thankful for:
Having all the spices I need for making multiple pumpkin pies.
An oven that fits a 12 lb turkey.
A house with heaters.
Electricity and water.
Enough money to buy an imported turkey and keep my electricity and water bills paid.
A 4 year old daughter that told me "Jesus was in my room this morning!"
A 1.5 year old that thinks I'm perfect.
A 32 year old husband that cherishes me.

Parents, friends, Jesus....so much more.

Happy Thanksgiving!

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