A story and a shirt

I love thinking about the story of mine and Steve's first Thanksgiving. I was so ready to cook my new hubby the best of the best of Thanksgiving dinners. Well it was the night before Thanksgiving and I was right on schedule with this and that. Of course my hubby deserved only the best...homemade everything. My homemade pumpkin pies looked beautiful when I put them in the oven to bake. I left the kitchen for the dinning room to sit and break the loaves of bread for my homemade dressing, when I was interrupted by the over active fire alarm. There was some smoke in the kitchen, but when I open the oven, there were huge flames just licking at the bottom of my pies. (Those flames started because the week before I made my new hubby an over layered and stuffed pan of lasagna that spilled over.) Steve ran in to the rescue and RIPPED the cookie sheet holding my two pies out of the oven. That hot uncooked pumpkin had been flung ALL over my beautiful clean kitchen. We had such a mess...I bet there are still spots in that house that have a touch of pumpkin on them. Steve and I laugh so hard it hurts when we talk about our first Thanksgiving.

My oh my, this morning I was surfing a few blogs and found the cutest idea for a Turkey day shirt over here. Rachael was right it only took about 30 minutes to make. I traced Madi's hand for the turkey body. She is so excited to wear it. With a long sleeve tee under it and a cute bow in her hair,she will be so festive.

Happy Thanksgiving!