|Nannie and PaPa with all the grandchildren|
Amy said the mealtime prayer:
"Dear Jesus, Thank you for our family and friends. Thank you for my bigga family. (She still has the unexplainable, Italian accent which we love!) Thank you for our food and Thanksgiving. Please bring Logan here safely. (Her best playmate cousin was running a little late). Thank you for our feast, in Jesus name.....Amen."
For Amy, food is not yet the big event. She would be very content with her package of Raman noodles. She was very curious about the turkey. She saw the platter with the cooked bird and wanted to know where he came from and what happened to him. At mealtime, she did taste a bite but quickly decided she would pass on the turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and vegetables. She chose instead to eat lots of yeast rolls and some fruit. What she was thankful for most... was this:
The place card with her name on it. She said, "Look! A....M....Y.....that's me!"
Thankful for a designated place....just for her. Then she wanted to know where everyone else would be seated so we went around the table and I read the names out. She went back to her place and smiled with pride...so this is"my"seat. Letting it sink in, there is indeed a place for her among the many people who love her and whom she loves. She will not be left out, she will not be forgotten,... she is important.
She asked Nannie if she could keep her name card. As in tradition, Amy received her first Christmas ornament and it is her favorite princess, Cinderella. She put her name card in the ornament bag for safe keeping, then checked on it several times that evening. After Thanksgiving, Amy brought it home and placed it on our table where she sits. Assurance. Everyone wants to know they have a place in this world.
|Thankful for each of you, Will, Anna, Amy and Wesley and for the bond we have as a family|
|Thankful for the sister bond that grows stronger each day|