I knew that some day the KTOWN crew would start their own holiday traditions. Until this year, our Thanksgiving tradition was piling into the car and hitting the road to see friends and family in various parts of the country. Well this year, due to schedules and other things, we broke with our ‘normal’ tradition and attempted to start our own Thanksgiving tradition.
The day started out right on track. We slept in (7:30 is sleeping in these days)…although Katie was up a couple time during the night to feed Ethan. We dressed Ben in his normal attire…pj’s and tennis shoes and turned on the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade. The parade is not what it used to be. I remember watching the parade and marveling at all the larger than life floats and the entire spectacle that is the Thanksgiving Day Parade….but this year it was like watching one long commercial for all the crappy shows that will be appearing on NBC in the fall. Not to mention that if I have to watch Al Roker try to interview some supposed celebrity for another minute, I think I am going to puke.
So the parade was somewhat of a disappointment.
After we watched the parade we made a list of all the things we were thankful for…that seemed to go well. Not too shabby for a new tradition.
At least we had the dinner with our friends to look forward to…that was until we realized Ben had a fever of 101.5. I am sick also, so going to a friend’s house where other little kids would be was out of the question.
This left us with the option of going to Subway and getting turkey sandwiches or Ruby Tuesday and throwing down on the endless salad bar. We chose the latter.
So Thanksgiving wasn’t a complete bust…until we came home to find that Trout, our 100 lb lab, had broken into our under the sink cabinet and eaten an entire box of rat poison. So the next hour was spent by Katie detoxing our house, and me on the phone with poison control determining whether or not we needed to take Trout to the emergency pet clinic.
The lady on the phone told me that Trout would have had to ingest about three times the amount of poison he did ingest before we should be concerned. But she did say to keep an eye on him for the next two to five days and take him to the vet if he became lethargic or we saw blood in his urine.
So to summarize this year’s traditions…make a list of all the things we are thankful for, watch a crappy parade, care for sick children, pig out at a salad bar, and watch our pets die a possible slow and painful death.
Maybe next year we’ll just pile back into the car and hit the roads like every other normal American family.
Happy Thanksgiving.