Mamahood

Thanksgiving came and went so quickly. This year was my baby’s first Thanksgiving and at 10 months old he is just starting to eat some solid food. He would not eat anything on the holiday, but he did eat some leftover yams. That’s a start.

I made a Tofurky, mashed potatoes, yams, garlicky greens, biscuits, gravy, cranberry sauce, and stuffing and my son just threw his portion to the dog. Oh, well. Better luck next year.

I love Thanksgiving because I love to eat yummy food and I love leftovers. The problem is now we have odds and ends of the leftovers: the Tofurky is gone; we have mashed potatoes and no gravy. “Ham, no burger.”

I’m just glad we don’t eat turkey. What a revolutionary idea–instead of killing an animal for our holiday, we celebrate a day of compassion. That, and we aren’t up at seven in the morning working on roasting a dead bird.

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