Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving doesn't really start until the guests arive, we eat, and the fun begins. Once we have eaten, my whole family gets situated and they start to socialize- the adults that is. The small children run down the stairs and into the basement. The bang the drums, sound the train whistile, and run around, seemingly never running out of energy. We all gather around and play various games such as Spoons and Apples to Apples. I smell the warm pumpkin pie as it's removed from it's pan, one slice at a time. As the marvelous desserts disappear, the TV clicks on and a movie starts playing. As night grows near, the first of the guests say goodbye, and leave. Another movie starts as more guests depart at their own pace, while the rest may stay close to midnight, but some out-of-town reletives head up to steal my bedroom. Once the last of our family has left our house we, but mostly my mom, clean up our house, then we all head off to bed.