Thursday, November 26, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving

What a wonderful morning. Sitting in my bathrobe with my cup of coffee and watching America's Thanksgiving Day Parade conjures up all sorts of memories. My father used to wake us up on Thanksgiving and we would all gather in our tiny living room and watch the parade. I think he loved it best of all. How exciting those morning were! Of course then it was called Hudson's Thanksgiving Day Parade. That's another wonderful memory. Today I'm sitting here with David, my youngest son. I am determined he will have the same great memories: the smell of brownies in the oven and marching bands on Woodward Avenue. Unfortunately, I think he'd rather be watching Sponge Bob (for the billionth time!) Kids move too fast these days. Watching the parade takes patience.

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