We’re off to our annual FriendsGiving with one of my BFFs.  We’ve been crashing her family’s Thanksgiving for so long that it’s become a tradition.

And that little foot-turkey up there?  That’s Wesley’s very first piece of (heavily-assisted) daycare art.  I am so. damn. proud.  I don’t know why I’m “proud” exactly since in all reality he probably didn’t contribute to much to this… but proud I am, so don’t burst my bubble.  Am I going to turn into an artwork hoarding parent? Yeah probably.

This year my buddy M is taking the day off from cooking and ordered Thanksgiving-inna-box.*  She’s pregnant and tired, but still wants to host so hey, compromise.  I, on the other hand, had Wednesday off of work so I left Wesley in daycare and got my Thanksgiving bake on. I didn’t go crazy since we have to tote this + a baby + baby gear with us, but I did make pecan pie bars and a homemade orange-cranberry sauce.**

I caught Schmutz trying to help with the pecan pie bars. Then Mort lost his tiny-kitty-mind when I dropped a cranberry on the floor.  It rolls! I CAN HAZ TOY! See why the boy stayed in daycare? I can only take so much help.

I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!  May it not be filled with political arguments over turkey.

 

*Not to be confused with CMOTD’s sausages-inna-bun.

**I actually zested the orange, peeled off the remaining pith, then blended it all together.  I also started off with 1/3 cup of sugar, then slowly added more to taste (maybe another tablespoon?). Some may like it sweeter or tarter, so just start small and build up.