Thank you for being a wonderful part of this spiritual gathering!
Thanksgiving used to be one of my favorite holidays.
We gathered as a family, ate marvelous food that we women and girls cooked together, told stories, celebrated each other, and gave thanks for everything wonderful in our lives. We held hands around the table as Grandpa prayed over the food and all of us, and with hands still held, we went around the table each saying something we were individually grateful for. As an adult, it was really cute hearing the things little kids said. I enjoyed the whole day, the meal prep, the games we played (see below for a fun one for all ages that gets everyone involved in a positive way), the catching up with loved ones we hadn’t seen in a while. The Food. It was a amaaaazing. My Grammie was a superb cook, and many of the rest of us were, also. There was a kids’ table, and a pie table. A table just for the many homemade pies. And so many family and friends that we were squashed into the dining room. Passing things was easy if you kept your elbows by your side. I was tremendously happy.
Part of the family lore was, to be honest, pride.
Pride in being Pilgrim descendants.
We kids were told that we should be proud of our heritage, survivorship, friendly business partnerships with the natives, and prospering.
We kids did not know the true horror.
There were gaps in the tales, but when questioned, alllllll the adults in our lives gave the same exact lies in response. Us kids did our sleuthing separately and then checked with each other and compared notes about what the grownups had said. We had the full encyclopedia set in the living room, but it lied, and Google wasn’t even a twinkle in anyone’s eye at that point.
I encourage you to find out what really happened, and I encourage you to see how that is happening today and being prepped for the near future, here in the U.S..
Yup. I’m bitter and sad, and no amount of pumpkin or apple pie can fix it.
Please hold your loved ones close and love on each other. If you can.
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Ok, on with the fun games!
Here are the directions for Huckle Buckle Beanstalk.
If you have a game like this, I want to know all about it!
Apparently, this is called cache-tampon in France. I’m going with the odd American version.
Get a weird-looking button that somebody can’t have just pulled off their clothing, everybody covers their eyes (or goes into a separate room), while one person hides the button some place where it can be seen without moving anything, like balancing it on top of a door handle. Then they come back to the group and everybody heads off to try and find the button. Nobody says where it is or points it out, but once you find it you go sit on a designated couch or whatever, and say “huckle buckle beanstalk”. I seriously don’t know where these rules came from (appparently it’s an old European game which has many names), but my grandmother and her friend taught us and we had a ton of fun with this. Then when everybody either finds it or gives up, it is revealed and the first finder gets to be the hider. Or take turns, whichever makes it the most fun for everyone. Kids love it because they get to run through the house, giggle, and shout. If things are dragging on, you can give clues like hot or cold when somebody’s close or way far off.
If you play this, please take video and tag me!
I hope you’re having a wonderful day!
Much love and blessings,
Heather