Little kids dressed up as pilgrims and singing a song about a turkey strutting by.
Not much that's cuter than that!
It was, of course, C's preschool Thanksgiving feast.
Nana and Oma & Opa came (and were extremely helpful to me in keeping an eye on the littlest one and the mischievous one) and after the song and requisite pictures, we feasted on turkey soup and other delicious items prepared by the teachers.
(Can you imagine making soup and sides for 24 kids and their families?? That's a lot of food.)
It was fun to see all of their fall crafts and decorations ("I'm grateful for..." acorns, leaf placemats, pinecone turkeys, handprint turkeys and handprint cornstalks), but the best part, by far, was this:
Princess Loving Heart.
Each kid was given a Native American-sounding name that highlighted an aspect of their personality, and some were funny and some were cute and some were sweet, but this one, describing my little girl, almost made me cry right there.
I mean, of all the things Noah and I wish for our children, pretty much at the top of that list is that they are kind and generous and sweet, and, well, have a loving heart.
And I know this sort of sounds like I'm patting myself on the back, but, I guess it means we must be doing something right.
For someone like me, who tends to worry (understatement) and second-guess myself, it is both a relief and a gift to know that someone else sees in her what I see.
That despite a mild propensity to be strong-willed (from Daddy) and easily-frustrated (from me), she is kind and loving and full of empathy.
And gosh darnit, I am proud of her for that. :)
XOXO, Angel Girl