Thankfulness is something that's difficult to grasp when you're almost two. But trust me, Grant, someday you'll be thankful that we didn't allow you to play with sharp objects, eat marshmallows for breakfast everyday, or jump off of objects much too high to be considered safe. I'm sure we as well, will someday be thankful that you have a 'strong will' and that you won't let anyone talk you into anything you don't want to do. But right now, we understand how you feel...it's mutual....we just don't express ours in a catatonic state like you do.
Here's our one little Indian after his Thanksgiving feast at preschool. Which reminds me that next year in kindergarten he will be an Indian as well....and we have to give him an Indian name. That's gonna require some thought.
And here he is with his brother, who is mangling his placemat....and Landon appears to be showing goodwill towards him still. Must be the holiday season in the air....at this point the Elf hadn't even reappeared yet!
Wednesday we baked cookies to take to our Thanksgiving gatherings. 
Landon's learning that preparing for the holidays is H.A.R.D W.O.R.K. (and so is squeezing peanut butter out of a measuring cup)
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