Yesterday we celebrated Davy’s seventh birthday and American Thanksgiving. He was delighted to have turkey with all the trimmings, especially cranberry sauce, for his birthday meal, and I was happy to have a leisurely day to prepare, and a leisurely dinnertime to enjoy, our harvest feast, which included all of the usual suspects along with homemade pumpkin chiffon pie and a homemade lemon meringue pie complete with seven candles.
From the top of his new cowboy hat
to his newly refurbished mukluks (collected in time for his birthday), Davy, or Gray Elk as he asked me to call him last night before bed, had lots of fun, spending most of yesterday outdoors. Other presents included the Shoot-a-Loop game from Laura; a toy John Deere tractor from Daniel; “Ratatouille”, gift #1 from my parents (Pecos Bill, gift #2, having been held up at the border ’til later this week); a small hatchet from his other grandparents; and the much longed for (to complete the collection read endlessly at bedtime in the bunk) Blaze and the Gray Spotted Pony.
Today, after chores are done — and they’ll take a bit longer because it’s supposed to be a cold week ahead, going down to -35C tonight and not too much warmer during the day tomorrow — we’re going to hunker down in our warm house that still retains the scents of yesterday’s turkey and baking. We have an ample supply of delicious leftovers, the big Grey Cup football on television for Tom that doesn’t bother me as long as I have something to curl up with on the couch (and I do, since Film Club finally arrived from the library), and new toys for Davy to share with his siblings.