Clicking through the greater blog community, I have been seeing all of these fabulous "easy" decoration ideas for Thanksgiving...and the more I click, the more I chuckle to myself...
|NOT actual picture of my life...read on friend, read on...|
See, as beautiful as these ideas are, if I had to be truthful, I just don't care that much. Sure, I'm at a different season of my life: one full of barbies, discarded socks, and piles of school papers...but I could be more organized than I am, but as is abundantly clear by the state of my house, I am not.
My biggest Thanksgiving decor tip is this: Raid your kids backpack, for all his Thanksgiving/autumnal artwork...half hazardly display around the dining room and grin wildly as people exclaim "Oh look! Owen has decorated this room so beautifully!"... The real key to this decor is to bribe said child with extra whipped cream on his pumpkin pie to keep quiet about his not decorating a thing.
Here are the top ten things my family and I will be thankful for this Thanksgiving:
1. The table being cleared off long enough to fit a full family at it to eat a meal
3. A day unplugged from electronics...well...that probably won't happen entirely, but less. (After all the Packers play that day!)
4. My children eating something not in nugget form.
5. If we can find two matching socks in under 20 minutes.
|alas, matching wasn't even in the cards this morning..|
|clearly, matching jammies is too much for my tinies to ask for|
(I belong at the kids table, I don't pretend otherwise)
7. Our house smelling of food odors that doesn't send us sniffing under couches and in cushon cracks looking for its origins.
8. Having a house filled with a cornucopia of crap; my bountiful harvest that consists of mounds of dirty laundry and dirty dishes... but it's our crap, and we are truly blessed.
9. If I can keep clothes on my daughter for the whole day. Heck, I'll settle for a whole meal.
|not staged...but, if you know Ava, you knew that already.|
10. Bodies of the people that mean the most to me gathered around in one place. Flesh contact with those that make my soul sing...really, is there anything more important to be thankful for?