TJ announced all day "This is going to be the best Thanksgiving ever!" and it turned out to be a great day.
During the meal, we were trying to decide who was going to say grace, and I appoint TJ. "In the name of the father and the son and the holy spirit, God is great, God is good, let us thank him for this food. In the name of the father and the son and the holy spirit, amen."
After we had our bellies filled with delicious food, a jam session ensued in the basement with the boys and me,at TJ's urging - "c'mon! We are going to have a polka band in the cellar!" We jammed on the piano, bongos, recorders, trombone and drums. We sounded great, especially with Uncle Gary leading us on the piano. A little bit downhill when that wasn't happening, but still a fun time.