Tanner and I are on our own on Thanksgiving and since Tanner doesn't care what food tastes like, I decided to be a great mom.... Last night at midnight my work served up a free Thanksgiving dinner for it's graveyard employees (cafeteria style). I grabbed dinner, wrapped it up and served it to the boy today. Yep, it's a "diminished effort" and a "cop-out" move. Yep, I didn't even turn on the stove today. But I DID get to spend uninterrupted time paying attention to Tanner, which is what he wants the most.
He ate everything. With poppyseed salad dressing. He dipped his pumpkin pie in the poppyseed dressing. Yes, that is so gross!
Then I built the first fire of the season and the boy was so excited that he didn't move from the fireplace for at least 7 minutes!
I am so thankful for this boy! He makes me feel like I am good. He makes me feel like I make a difference in this life. He makes me peaceful even though he is a disaster. I am committed to say that the disasters in our lives make us better. Not worse.
