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Way back in October, Lil Mister asked for a pumpkin when grocery shopping. I asked him why did he want a pumpkin? And he replied because he wanted a pie. So of course we got a pumpkin. It sat on the table for fall decor until Thanksgiving.

Lil Mister’s pumpkin, preparing for the slaughter.

He had bugged me almost daily for a month as to when we’d make his pie. When I told him we were getting the pumpkin ready for pie making he got really excited.

Top off.

I honestly expected him to reach into the seeds and “guts” as we call the pumpkin insides and declare it too gross for him and quit. Well he did say that it felt gross and weird but he persevered. He emptied that pumpkin with some assistance from Lil Bit.

Peeling the pumpkin

Then we started the peeling process, which took a while. He helped until the whole thing was peeled and chunked up. It filled the instapot to the max line. Mom set it to cook and then started in on the rest of Thanksgiving dinner.

Mashing the cooked pumpkin. That’s my cool birthday gift from Mo in the background. She decoupaged some recipes I found out at Dad’s cabin onto an old spoon rack. I can’t wait to put it up in my kitchen!

Needless to say, Mom had way too much to do for Turkey dinner and we decided to let the pie wait until the next day (Mom’s birthday) for pie making.

Lil Mister was bright eyed and bushy tailed the next day, ready for pie making. Mom had to go work on a tile project so Big Sis took the reigns and she and Lil Mister made two pumpkin pies, one gluten free.

They did an amazing job, the pies turned out nicely, even after a last minute adjustment, Big Sis forget eggs in the wheat pie… But it all turned out good.

Sadly, I didn’t get any pics of the finished pies. Trust me that they were delicious and didn’t last long. Mom rather likes pumpkin pie for her birthday. And Lil Mister was super proud of himself for making pumpkin pie from scratch!

#thanksgiving

#kidsinthekitchen

#scratchcooking

heaven.dad
I stumbled upon this sweet poem back on my step-brother Mike’s birthday. It was a great find. This is a beautiful poem and one that resonates with me. If I Could Send A Birthday Card To Heaven by Kathleen Viaes.

Link over and read the full poem. ❤

25 years…Sounds like a really long time, when you phrase it that way.

That’s when my littlest sister was born.
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Emmy.
Emmadelphia (Pronounced like Philadelphia).
Or more commonly called by me, Mert.

She shares my Grandma’s name and birth month (and consequently got the emerald jewelry…). And she’s feisty, just like Grandma was.

So I’m hankering for some yummy birthday cake and ice cream today, to celebrate Mert’s quarter of a century.

I remember when my Mom was in early labor with her, we walked at the hospital. We must have walked 25 miles around the basement walking track. Oh yeah, and Dr Miller always thought she was a boy from the ultrasounds. Emma was a boy until she was born. That’s when I first knew that ultrasounds weren’t always very accurate. lol I remember holding her, how tiny she was. And feeding her in the middle of the night so my Mom could rest after that difficult birth. ❤

Love ya Mert, Happy Birthday!!
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Birthday Cake from Mia

(Photo credit: rich115)

This year, my birthday falls the day before Thanksgiving. I have been thinking about both of these days a lot lately.  Dad always sent me a card, and usually a gift with it, occasionally a phone call as well. Some of the best gifts he ever sent me were canned salmon and moose meat. Last year for my birthday he sent me 6 pints of canned salmon. This year, there will be no card from my Dad, my “first” birthday without him. But I hope to make the most of it, perhaps even spending the day out at his cabin (if the weather cooperates). I will enjoy the day with a few of the most important people in my life, wishing the others could be with me too.

The First Thanksgiving, painting by Jean Louis...

The First Thanksgiving, painting by Jean Louis Gerome Ferris (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Then comes  Thanksgiving. Which is the one of the holidays I’ve spent with my Dad, so special in its own right. We do observe Thanksgiving as a day of special thanks to YHVH, a time to spend with friends and family, making special memories. I have to say that I’ve not been overly excited about preparing a big meal or doing a big “thing”, in part because I’ll be missing Dad and the rest of my family that I’m usually with during Thanksgiving. But as I sit here and type out these words I find myself looking forward to new memories, special friends and my babies.  What’s not to get excited about? My “first” Thanksgiving, we will raise a toast to Dad and our new friends, our “old” friends (dear friends!) and our family near and far.

Hanukkah also begins on my birthday.  As you can see, there is a lot going on that week! We will be busy for certain.

Life goes on.

Candles spell out the traditional English birt...

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Two of my three siblings have birthdays this month. For three days they are the same age, and yes, they are getting older. 😉
I miss them. My “little” brother isn’t so little anymore. And my Seester, well, she is missing from me. I long for the day she can come up here to visit. I so much want to share this land I love with her and the rest of my family.

I wanted to make sure that they both know that I’m thinking of them on their special days. 🙂 So here’s to you Bryan Jopuss and Cletus, Happy Birthday and I love you bunches!!

The Fab Four

The Fab Four