We celebrate Thanksgiving as a day of gratitude for the good things in our lives, like family, friends, the freedom to homeschool, and having enough to get by. But we don't do the whole happy pilgrims and indians thing, because I'm not into mythologizing history, and as someone who is in small part Native American, I don't think my kid needs to hear the fiction, but rather the real story of what happened between his ancestors from both sides of the table. So, weird hippie vegetarians that we are, our Thanksgiving is pretty much a celebration of the harvest, full of veggies and fruit. And just 'casue we never do anything "normal", we had gluten & casein free brownies for desert, rather than pumpkin pie (besides, I'm the only one who likes pumpkin pie, and I live with a pair of raging chocoholics...)
Mikro's favorite part, of course, was licking the batter bowl.
Before dinner, we went outside to see if we could spot the international space station and space shuttle flyover. And we did!
And here's Mikro's list of what he is thankful for:
Said in a cheerful, chirpy voice: "The ISS, the Space Shuttle, there being dinosaurs, God, the sun, the Earth, [mom's] car, our house, clean food, clean water...
Said in an Eeyore voice: "And even being homeschooled."