Toasted bread—with homemade butter!—cranberry sauce, green beans, cottage cheese (for protein) and pumpkin soup with pumpkin seeds, which I thought was rather bland but which everyone else loved. That seems to always be the way it is at our house; I think, "Meh—this is rather bland!" and everyone else is like, "This is the best soup ever!" Even Zoë raved about it.
We all enjoyed watching Alexander eat raw cranberries. He loved them, but—oh!—they're sour!
We finished off the evening with some peach crisp that Rachel whipped up (along with some whipped cream). Andrew came home while we were having dessert so we had scriptures and prayer around the table while everyone finished eating and then we shipped them off to bed.
Spending the day being grateful was a wonderful way to welcome this season; we'll keep looking for things to be thankful for until the next Thanksgiving. It's a fun way to spend the fall.
And, randomly, here's a fabulous Halloween picture Alexander drew. I think I mailed it to one of my sisters with their birthday cards, but I'm glad I snapped a picture first. There's a jack-o-lantern in the middle (obviously), with a black bat perched on top (though I'm not sure bats perch like that) ad a brown bat flying upside down (though I'm fairly positive they fly right-side up), there's a ghost on the far right and a vampire on the far left.
That vampire, if you can't tell, is drinking blood...from a juice box.
This is because Alexander's knowledge of vampires was acquired by reading the book I Love My Fangs by Kelly Leigh Miller, and in that book the little vampire sit with his friends at lunch and has...a blood drinking box. So, obviously that's how all vampires behave.
His understanding of the world is so wonderful. Did I tell you how we recently read Say Something by Peter Reynolds, the illustrations of which feature many speech bubbles. Alexander said, "I do say things...but my words don't come out as ghosts!"
It was pretty funny.
Also funny is that Zoë said the prayer this morning and also prayed that Daddy could have a good "time traveling" and...that phrasing still just rocks Alexander's little mind. So we all had a good laugh about that this morning. And it was good to start the day on a high note like that because it was all downhill from there (such a recalcitrant day in this household, I tell you; that's why I wrote about last week tonight)!