Napoleon is glad he is not a turkey
Our plans have changed several times for the Thanksgiving holiday. First we intended driving to Shawnee, KS. to be with George. We did that for two years and he made a full dinner that was delicious and convenient so Becky and I didn’t have to fuss in the kitchen all day. He merely ordered from a catering business …which he picked up and all we had to do was reheat everything. For a commercial meal, it wasn’t bad. Becky and I were impressed…… since the guys don’t cook, what do they know?

Then we learned little Brady was to make preparatory trips to Springfield for X-rays, consultation with his surgeon, and finally the surgery to remove an extra pinkie on each hand. This is all intermingled with the time we would be in Shawnee so we made a call to George who was understanding and only had to cancel the dinner order for tomorrow.

Then I asked if he would be able to come here and join us…and he said he could. An hour later, he called after remembering an “appointment” with a certain basketball game he had tickets for at KU…..basketball heaven for Kansans, and one family down in Louisiana. This time, “I” understood.

Jonathan and Aimee and little Brady will be our guests, along with Becky, and our good neighbors who are well acquainted with all of us. It will be Brady’s first Thanksgiving and his great-grandma is going to get to fix it for him. Getting it out of the bottle may be a little difficult but that’s his mama’s problem. Ha!! That is, if she can get Brady away from Grandma Becky very long………Becky has waited a long time for a grandchild and she is just wild about Brady.

So from all of us to our extended families….to all our friends…and our blogging folks out there….we wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving in the vein it was purposed to be. May your travel be safe, your families close and your tummy’s full.

God bless you all from the Rockenbach’s

Until Monday,
Essentially Esther