One of the hardest things about being an expat is when it comes to the holidays especially a holiday in which your new country doesn’t celebrate. Yes, it’s sad to be so far away at Christmas but at least we are surrounding by all the festivities still. When it comes to Thanksgiving it’s an erie feeling not be told Happy Thanksgiving all day wherever you go. I can’t quite describe my feelings on celebrating it here in the UK.
It used to be one of my favorite holidays of the year mostly because it’s another time my huge family came altogether to laugh, have fun and be thankful for one another. Each year in England my experience with Thanksgiving has been different. I have had it with Mr P’s family who humored me the first year, I have had it with friends, I have had it in restaurant with Mr P and I have had it alone at our old house just Mr P and I. I was always just thankful to have a good time with loved ones but this year with two tots my feelings on Thanksgiving changed.
I now had my own complete family to start Thanksgiving traditions with. I now had two toddlers at the table to eat and enjoy the turkey, stuffing and all the trimmings with Mr P and I. I had my own children to laugh, have fun and be thankful for. So I did what my mother used to do and I cooked up a storm. My very first official family Thanksgiving with my children in our new house.
While that sounds more magical than ordinary I assure you it was very much both. The food wasn’t anything hard that’s another reason I love Thanksgiving so much. Turkey, mash, gravy, stuffing, vegetables, hot rolls, are all easy to make and so hearty, my kind of food. A dinner that I probably make a few times a year but just not as much. There is something so great about stuffing your face all day with a great excuse, it’s Thanksgiving.
Buba refused to eat or even look remotely happy as we sat together for the very first family Thanksgiving in our new house. Missy Moo loves her food too much to ever take her eyes off of it, not even for a split second to look at the camera. I took a picture to show Buba his behavior when he is older.
In so many ways it was like every dinner night, the four of us sat there which I am so thankful that we get to do, night after night. I know some families don’t get in from work until late and don’t get this opportunity regularly. It’s something I will NEVER take for granted. It’s the time we bond with our kids, we laugh with our kids, we laugh “at” our kids, we share our adventures and our dreams together. Dinner time can be chaos as you can see here with little ones but I am still so very thankful we do it together.
On the other side, in so many ways it was the perfect Thanksgiving. The food was great. *patting my own back. I had my little family all together to be thankful for and the beautiful roof over our heads. My parents FaceTimed during dinner and we let the kids chat away at them while we ate. It was like having them with us (although virtually) at the table. My brothers all FaceTimed and it really felt like a great Thanksgiving.
Even when I was talking to my Momma about something and facing the computer and felt something warm and mushy on my arm and my Momma was in hysterics told me to look what Missy Moo was doing behind me. I assumed it was just her gooey wet hand on my arm but in reality I turned and found that she can grabbed a fist full of mash potatoes from the bowl and was smearing them up and down my arm from top to bottom laughing hysterically as was my Momma. I couldn’t help but join in and laugh with them. Mr P couldn’t believe what was unfolding in front of him. I said, “what this, that’s a typical day with MM, messy!”
As you can see I don’t go lightly on Thanksgiving. My plate was bursting and I may have had seconds and a few desserts on top of that. Why not? Tis the season to have gluttony… oh sorry I mean be jolly. Falalalalala
We ate our yummy Thanksgiving dinner like the dinner the night before and night before that but we made it extra special by sharing what we are grateful for. What we appreciate in life on a daily basis. What are dreams are and how much we loved each other. That’s what its all about, loving the ordinary moments as much as the big ones. Don’t let life pass you by without stopping and taking it all in!