Thanksgiving is our family’s biggest holiday besides birthdays. By “big,” I mean it’s the one holiday we’re sure to celebrate. Our gathering is smaller than most people’s, usually including the four of us – me, my 8-year-old son, and my parents, who live down the street and host the meal. Compared to what I often hear from others, our Thanksgiving is less stressful.
We follow the spirit of Thanksgiving by putting higher priority on enjoying the holiday and each other than on serving an elaborate meal. While there are some must-haves, like turkey, stuffing, and cranberry sauce, we opt out of the endless parade of casseroles, pies, and other Thanksgiving fare many other families include.
For years, my son has been part of the preparations as much as possible for his age, interest, and abilities. He’s now 8. We all contribute to the meal in various ways. This year, he again took part in every part of the preparation, from helping prepare food in our home and at my parents’ house, to planning and executing table decorations, food service, and before-dessert games. Between his joy and his helpfulness, he’s the MVP of our Thanksgiving this year.
Thanksgiving Overview: How the Day Goes
Thanksgiving starts out like most other day when my parents are in town. They walk to our place to pick up my son. I do my morning run and workout. My son spends the morning with my parents prepping food and planning the evening. I show up midday to help get the turkey stuffed and into the oven.
There’s a quick clean-up, then my son and I leave for the afternoon to get outside and give my parents a break. We return for last-minute prep like decorating the pie and setting the table. Then it’s dinner time.
Main Course: Turkey, Stuffing, and Vegetables
My parents purchase and thaw the turkey, and buy the turkey bag for easy roasting.
Turkey prep starts in our home the day before Thanksgiving. I chop the vegetables for the stuffing, as well as the vegetables that go either into the turkey bag or alongside the turkey in the oven to roast. Onions and potatoes go into the turkey bag, and onions, carrots, and green beans roast on a pan next to the turkey. I also make a salad because I love salads.
My son mixes up the stuffing. It’s always Mrs. Cubbison’s cornbread stuffing. That’s what my grandma used, and that’s what’s right, according to us! I bring the stuffing and vegetables over after my morning run and workout.
I get the turkey ready just after an early lunch. Then my son, my dad, and I stuff the turkey and put it in the oven bag along with onions and potatoes. We put it in the oven, and give my mom instructions on when to put the green beans and other vegetables on a pan into the oven later in the afternoon.
Pie Prep
Thankfully, from the point of view of health and stress, we’re not big on Thanksgiving desserts. I don’t ever remember having a pumpkin pie, or any of the other typical fare like pecan pie or cheesecake that others may have. My mom has been known to make an apple cake or something else if she’s inspired, but we don’t have any “required” desserts.
My son and I have started making Cool Whip pies because they’re fun and easy. They’re guaranteed to taste good, and there’s no harm done if we decide not to eat the whole thing. Plus, they inspire creativity.
This year, we prepped a pie with white Cool Whip on the sides, and a purple Cool Whip “river” colored with blueberry yogurt and blueberries. The “river” included Goldfish, and the banks included green Hershey-ette “trees” “planted” in chocolate syrup “soil.” Pretzel rods formed a “bridge.” We made the pie base in our home the day before, froze it overnight, and finished decorating it on Thanksgiving at my parents’ home.
Thanksgiving Morning at the House: My Dad and My Son
My dad and my son are like two lost brothers. They’re really quite a team. The morning of Thanksgiving, they make cranberry sauce from scratch, bake bread from scratch, and get out the fancy china and silverware that belonged to my grandmother. They get out the extra table for serving the food.
The table decorations are always a surprise for me. This year, they turned out to be seat markers on the back of each seat. They had our names and our numbers, which are the numbers my son has assigned to us as members of his imaginary baseball team. The centerpiece was a pumpkin decorated with a face drawn with gold and silver metallic pens.
They also put the final touches on the plans for entertainment after dinner and before dessert. Previous years have included puppet shows, Lego demonstrations, and story telling. This year was a series of board games in a sort of tournament style. It’s always very well orchestrated, as my son pays remarkable attention to detail, and my dad has a remarkable capacity to pay attention and remember his role.
Post-Dinner: Clean-Up and Relax
After dinner, my mom and I clean up. She clears the table, and I wash the dishes. Both of us enjoy it; we find it relaxing. During clean-up time, my dad plays with my son. He enjoys that; he finds it relaxing.
We’re all satisfied and pleased with the meal, and my son is proud of himself for a job well done. We’re grateful to have him make the holidays more special and meaningful.
