November 28, 1973
Dear Diary,
Today was a day filled with gratitude, love, and of course, an abundance of delicious food—Happy Thanksgiving! This year, we celebrated with family, and it felt extra special to share it with our little Sarah.
The preparations began days in advance, with Helen and I strategizing our approach to the Thanksgiving feast. We had a plan to host the family at our home, but we quickly learned that preparing for a holiday with a baby is like trying to assemble a puzzle while blindfolded. There were many late nights of cooking, but the excitement kept us going.
As the day approached, I found myself filled with anticipation. I envisioned Sarah nestled in her high chair, surrounded by family, soaking in the love and laughter. We even set up a little “thankful tree” where everyone could write down what they were grateful for. I mean, what better way to celebrate than to share our gratitude as a family?
The big day finally arrived, and let me tell you, the house looked beautiful. We had decorations everywhere, and the smell of roasting turkey filled the air. It was like a scene straight out of a holiday movie! But, of course, I had a moment of panic when I realized that we were running low on napkins. Luckily, a quick trip to the store saved the day.
As the guests started to arrive, I was overwhelmed with joy. It was heartwarming to see family gather together to celebrate. Sarah was decked out in a festive outfit, complete with a cute little turkey bib that made her look utterly adorable. I couldn’t get enough of her little giggles and smiles.
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As we sat down for dinner, I looked around the table, feeling grateful for all the love surrounding us. When it was time to go around and share what we were thankful for, Sarah was the star of the show! Everyone took turns holding her, showering her with affection, and cracking jokes about how she was “the real feast of the day.”
When my turn came, I spoke about how grateful I was for my family, for Sarah’s laughter, and the beautiful moments we’ve shared together. It was a reminder of how far we’ve come and how lucky we are to have each other.
The highlight of the day came when we decided to let Sarah try some mashed potatoes for the first time. It was an experiment that promised potential chaos. With a small spoonful in front of her, we all gathered around, eager to witness the moment. As I brought the spoon to her mouth, she opened up like a little bird, and I felt a surge of excitement.
The first taste was met with an expression of utter confusion followed by a mix of delight. It was as if she had just discovered a new flavor explosion! We all erupted in laughter as she tried to figure out what on earth we had given her. Watching her face light up with joy was the best moment of the day.
After dinner, we shared stories, played games, and basked in the warmth of family togetherness. As the evening came to a close, I took a moment to step outside and reflect. The stars shone brightly above, and I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude wash over me.
Today was a reminder of what truly matters in life: love, laughter, and the moments we share with family. As I write this, I’m filled with joy knowing that we’ll create many more Thanksgiving memories together.
Here’s to family, gratitude, and the joy of b
eing a parent!