Thanksgiving, blessings, and a little ZZ Top

The girls anxiously awaited Thanksgiving this year. I must admit, it is one of my favorite holidays. Ryenne was a little alarmed at everyone's seeming rush for Christmas. She told me, "Mom, it's just like everyone is skipping right over Thanksgiving, and that's not good, because Thanksgiving is really important." I agree.

Like all good parents, we started off the morning with a little chat about our blessings and then spent some quality time having a wholesome family dance to the likes of Aerosmith and ZZ Top. Dad chose the music. Can you tell? (He was on the verge of breaking out his tape case from high school, but saved the girls from an early introduction to Metallica. Oh, the nineties.)

The dance would not be complete without lessons by Dad on our "rock-on face". I'm proud to say we all mastered our mosh pit skills with finesse.

As I'm sure you can imagine, we worked up quite an appetite. We filled our stomachs with our traditional Thanksgiving morning breakfast, Eggnog French Toast. Ymmmmm. It's true, nothing makes you count your blessings quite as much as a little Thanksgiving morning rockin'.