This year the ex-husband remarried. And decided he no longer wanted to honor our verbal agreement that kids went with me to Atlanta for Thanksgiving on odd years. So, after many tears I came to accept that this year we would not be able to join my family in Georgia.
And the Thanksgiving Eve Celebration plan was hatched.
Even a broken oven would not ruin my plans!
This morning I went to the GreenHouse and baked my dishes. Picked up TJ from friend’s house on the way back.
The boy queued up Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade from a couple of years back…
Voila! We had a day with 3ts. Yay!