Strewn toys, sweet drawings on my refrigerator, empty treat trays, decorations (that aren’t placed just so anymore), and frosting bowls with finger trails in them. Signs of a day well spent.
Micaiah wanted to celebrate this beautiful harvest season. “A fall party!!” he kept saying.
He planned games, made decorations and wrote his own invitations complete with a handprint turkey.
He was kind enough to let Adriel choose and make treat recipes (with help from Grandma of course).
We practiced welcoming guests, taking coats and offering beverages.
I am one proud mama. I set out one decoration and helped a few mothers understand what the mysterious turkey card meant that their child brought home. Grandmas helped with the cookies. Other than that, this was a kid-thrown fling. How cool is that?!
It was a time of enjoying friends and showing love.
Blessed, I feel. (How Yoda was that? Sorry)