On Thanksgiving Day, I stayed back at the cabin with Adam while everyone went riding. I was going to prepare a late lunch with turkey and all the fixings. I gave Adam a bath and bottle, then we just relaxed together. I put him in his bouncer to start rolls. Not just any rolls mind you, but Swedish Butter Horn. A recipe, from my MIL, that we now have every Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner. I went to get the yeast from the fridge, and the jar is empty, except for a few granules. I then remembered that I bought a new bottle and it is sitting in my pantry at home :0( ...panic sets in. I grab Kinzie's car keys, put Adam in his car seat and we run to the grocery store. It is now a little after 12 and the store closes at 1. I am lucky!! I hurry back and start rolls. When everyone arrives back home, thinking we are eating in 30 minutes, I am still putting rolls on the pan. Luckily, no big deal. The turkey can sit a little longer before Brian carves it. Everything else can wait before we start. The dinner turned out great. The turkey was still juicy and steaming as Brian carved it.
Since we all didn't fit at the table with all the food, and the boys like to sit on their knees, I was hoping they would love this idea and they did. They got their very own special table.
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