This morning, as I was talking to my kids about what’s coming up this week, I posed the question, “Do you know what Thursday is?” “Second tomorrow!” came the reply. “Do you know what we’re doing on second tomorrow?” I asked. He said, “Yeah, we’re eating three Thanksgiving dinners.”
I’ve become accustomed to responses that raise eyebrows on innocent bystanders. My boys have always had a different way of looking at things. Around here, summer sausage is known as horseshoe meat. Pop-Tarts get popped, not toasted. You get the point. If you have children, grandchildren, friends with children, or live on a planet with children, you have no doubt had a few chances to interpret some of your own phrases in your conversations with the little darlings. Books and shows have been dedicated to the creative outbursts of those precious minds. Does anybody remember “Kids Say the Darnedest Things” with Bill Cosby and Art Linkletter?
My son’s response this morning was cause for pause. I paused to consider how thankful I was for the individuality and creativity both of my children possess. I am so thankful that our life is never routine or boring. There’s an awful lot of hustle and bustle this time of year. One could easily be distracted by all there is to do. In a few days, my family will pile into the car and travel for hours to three separate dinners. Each year, we are blessed with the burden of sharing a small portion of a delicious meal with semi-sane grandparents, parents, siblings, cousins and the like and then scrambling so that we can share another small portion of another delicious meal at another house, and then another. By the time we finish the third meal, we will be quite stuffed and ready to roll back home. What a wonderful problem to have, huh? It may be a challenge to squeeze in all the hugs and stories and catching up in a single day, but somehow we manage to pull it off. We’ve scaled it down from four dinners to only three in the last few years. Many people think it’s crazy. It is, but we look forward to our condensed quality time with our loved ones, and I hope you do, too.
If you’re reading this, I’m thankful for your support in my latest endeavor. Word Nerd has been a blast so far. Whether you are traveling or staying home, whether you are sticking with tradition or doing your own thing (my contribution to our feast is corn dogs, by the way), whether you kick back and relax or dive into some shopping madness, I hope your “second tomorrow” is a very special one.