...for the most delicious turkey, barbecued perfectly by the most wonderful man.
...for this three year old and his fire-y temper proceeded immediately by his abundance of kisses, sense of humour, and infectious laugh.
...for this small five year old who wears his heart on his sleeve. Always.
...for all this food. It is not taken for granted.
...for the blessing of simply having it, in abundance...which isn't actually that "simple" at all, is it?
...for the friends who all pitched in.
...for the small friends of our small children, who reciprocally love each other so very very much.
...for the care, love, laughter, teasing, pleasure, joy, sincerity, grace, friendship, blessing of each person sharing in our giving of thanks. (and for the fact that it was in fact possible to seat eighteen of us)
...desserts. Enough said.
...small (very!) messes to clean after guests have left. A sign of a successful night. Perfect actually.
...riding his two wheeler for the very first time. "Training wheels off please, Daddy."
...I don't believe there is anything more perfectly Fall than the sight of those first fallen leaves on grass, green from autumn rain, yet glistening in the day's sunny rays.