Thanksgiving

So as everyone knows today was Thanksgiving. My boss decided to close shop to spend the day with his family, and so every employee could spend it with theirs. A month ago my great grandpa past away so this year the table felt a little empty. My great grandma, my great aunt, her husband, my great uncle, my uncle, his wife, and my two year old cousin joined me and my grandparents at our house. My aunt made the green bean cassorol, my great grandma made the gravy, my uncle mashed the poatoes, my cousin and I mixed together the jello and ice cream, while my grandma handled the turkey and the ham. Everyone sat down and watch t.v. and enjoyed their meals. Being one of the first done, like usual in our family you get to wash the dishes. My great aunt was second to be done so as i stood their pondering how I would start, my aunt was like I'll wash you dry. I really don't like to dry the dishes on Thanksgiving, I would much rather wash. Once she had all of the plates, bowls, spoons, forks, and knives washed, she turns to me and says you can wash now. I look over to see the pile of pots and pans used to make our family feast. I started scrubbing and got them all done. A few hours later I had to go to my other grandparents house. There I ate the whole big meal all over again. But she had a dishwasher, so clean up wasnt so bad.