Indians at the Preschool Thanksgiving Program

Can I take that?

Sure Meil, let me help you my little Indian Princess.

Where's Mama ?  Daddy, I cannot see her!

Swing me Daddy!

Are you bored Amelia?  Hungry?

The older girls and I arrived right on time to the Thanksgiving program.  Amelia and Quinn were more than ready to perform.  As I blended in with the sea of other parents in the small fellowship hall, pride was getting the best of me.  Quinn, while everyone was singing, was yelling, "Daddy, where is she?"  As you can see Skip was fortunate enough to also be center stage.  He kept saying, "Buddy, she is right there."  "Where Daddy?"  This went on for the duration of a very cute song that I know he could sing quite confidently.  In the meantime, Amelia decides she would do a little performance herself.  

We then proceeded to the wonderful Thanksgiving buffet in the small fellowship hall.  I have a difficult time in buffets with 5 children and we really do not eat out a lot -  Containing the chaos at home is much more enjoyable.  I am finding, especially after today, that we really need to expose the children a bit more to the art of fine dinning.  Today, we ate like Indians at the first Thanksgiving - that is not a good thing.

Grace decided she did not want to eat her corn, so she graciously scooped them up WITH HER HANDS and gently placed them on my plate with my corn.

Quinn, devoured his cookie - FIRST THING. He had chocolate all over his face!  His sweet friend Charlie sitting across the table was having to listen to his mother say, "No Charlie, we eat our dessert last."

Amelia dumped her plate over onto the plastic table cloth - then her drink.

Annabel feared a shortage of cookies so she kept leaving the table to stock up, never mind the line was still full of people waiting to eat.

I really felt happy for the sweet mother sitting in front of me.  It had to have been a proud parenting moment for her.  Her children behaved so mannerly.  I hope she praised them on the way home.   You will never guess what we discussed on the way home!

We really do need to work on our table manners.  Dinner at home is usually fun because Daddy is home.  It is loud and FULL of conversation - I cannot stand chaos, so we are able to hold that to a minimum.  I am not sure where to begin with this parenting project.  The older girls do well, but need improvement.

To give the children a chance to be greatly praised, I decided to run into the local PACKED with Thanksgiving shoppers grocery store.  I NEVER take all five into a store unless I really need something and no one is available to help me.

THEY DID GREAT!!!!