So we're sitting at the table, just the four of us, for our Thanksgiving dinner. My family has this unconventional tradition that before dinner, we go around the table and everyone says what they are thankful for (I know--bizarre!). Listen in:
Tall: I'm thankful for my family and all the animals and the world and outer space.
The Husband: I'm also thankful for my family and that we all have good health.
Me: I'm thankful for my family, and also that we have good jobs that we love, and that we are all together right now enjoying this wonderful meal.
Short: I'm thankful for the dinosaurs and the animals from New York. Amen.
Is it considered rude to laugh at one's 4-year-old son when he's attempting to have a Serious Moment and share what he's thankful for? Luckily, I didn't have a gulp of wine in my mouth (because I surely would've had to spit it out). The Husband and I did our best to suppress smiles.
(Dinosaurs, I can maybe understand. But animals? from New York? We have only one animal, our cat named Kitty who hails from California. And we've never taken the kids to New York--although we'd like to, it's not on the agenda any time soon. But it's good to be thankful anyway.)
("Monkeys Or Velociraptors?")