Nestled All Snug in Their Beds

It was Thanksgiving at our house this weekend!  Since my husband will be recovering from surgery when Thanksgiving actually rolls around, we decided to do the whole thing this weekend.  So why not have a sleep over?

Maybe not nestled snug in their beds,
 but stretched out on the floor after a turkey dinner!

It was the anticipation of everyone arriving Friday night that got me through a very long and difficult work week.  But by 6:00 p.m., the whole gang was there, including our "grand dog" Cooper, a golden retriever.

A little feasting on pizza helped stretch our stomachs in anticipation for the big turkey feed to come the next day. Then after dinner, we laughed our way through several games before settling in front of the fireplace for a little visiting before heading to bed.

Saturday, we had a leisurely breakfast. Then the gang enjoyed a relaxing morning of movie watching while Thanksgiving dinner came together in the kitchen.  After dinner, we took a few minutes to read the "thankful" notes that we had been stuffing in our "Thankful Box" all weekend.

But one of my favorite moments of the weekend was on Friday night when we were "nestled all snug in our beds."  Everything was silent. And as I lay there listening to our sleeping house, I was so grateful to have all of us (and a dog!) in the house instead of the usual two. It felt like old times. It felt like family.

I know that for the rest of the country this weekend was just another plain old Friday and Saturday.  But for my family and me, we were definitely in the holiday spirit!