Now that Halloween is over, we've been starting to think about Thanksgiving. A little early, I know, but I like to know ahead of time what we're going to do for these kinds of things.
Eric suggested maybe getting Cornish Game Hens, which actually sounded like a fun idea, but the way Guthrie freaked out in the grocery store yesterday seeing whole dead fish, I think that might send him into a panic.
I was thinking about it, too, and I think part of the reason Thanksgiving is such a big deal to lots of people is because so many people don't really cook anymore, and then on Thanksgiving they go all out and cook a huge feast. We, on the other hand, cook all the time. There is constantly the smell of some food in our house - beans on the stove, bread in the machine, cookies in the oven, or bacon in the frying pan. (Let's not talk about our recent bacon fetish. That combined with the candy and I've actually managed to gain 3 pounds!)
My suggestion, which Eric seems to like, is that we take a lesson from A Christmas Story and go out to eat for this holiday. (Yeah, in the movie it was Christmas, I know) Chinese, American buffet, Mexican food, the Indian restaurant if it's open - but something so we don't have to cook. How completely untraditional of us, I know, but a nice way to start our own tradition. Eating out, in a restaurant, is a real rarity around here, so that would be a treat for us, and something I think these boys would remember.
And I'd like to start the habit of spending New Year's Eve on the beach. Hotel rooms, from what I hear, are super-cheap that time of year, and I love nothing more than hearing the waves crash outside my window. Christmas we'll be in Missouri, for a visit, and we'll do that in the traditional way, probably at my mom's.