The girls climbed into bed with us this morning and snuggled in. "Happy Thanksgiving!" Kate chirped. We asked them what they're thankful for.
"Pancakes!" Sarah shouted.
Kate began, "I'm thankful for the award my teacher gave me for my diorama, my dance teacher, not living in an orphanage, corn, my DVDs [she is actually still listing these out individually as I write this], chiropractors, dresses..."
The list continues. Poor Sarah, we didn't even make pancakes this morning.