A child’s bond with his or her parents is the most precious thing in the universe. It is special and very important to a child’s healthy development.
Why some of my neighbors and in-laws suggested to my kids that I had something to do with their Mom’s death is unfathomable. Their meddling into a situation that they had no understanding of is reprehensible.
Those seeds of doubt they planted into my children’s minds has done more harm than their grieving over their Mother’s death. For that, I can never forgive them.
Everything about this year’s dinner was perfect. From us all pitching in to help cook, to the setting of the fine china, to the sumptuous food, to the girls dressing up for the dinner table, it all felt good. It was the best Thanksgiving any of us ever had.
Yesterday was the first Beach Day for the McCarthy Family since school started. It was also the first time that all three kids, Alex and I were going to the beach together. I think Alex was looking forward to this more than the kids.
We packed the car with our beach essentials – boogie boards, beach chairs, surfboard, frisbee, footballs, sand toys, wetsuits, shovels and a cooler of food. We arrive at 11am in Morro Strand beach off of 24th street in Cayucos to clear, calm and warm weather.
Courtney and I spent a good part of the day boogie boarding. Douglas and I dug a big hole in the beach. Alex and I threw the frisbee and football a lot, she’s quite good at both. Savannah enjoyed the break from her homework and practice. It was the most fun we have had together in a long, long time.
Thanksgiving last year was a challenging time for the McCarthy Family. Being that it was the first one without Janet was hard enough. Complexing matters was that I had a fractured right hand from a Mt Bike accident. Somehow I managed to stuff the bird, carve it up and cook a delicious six-course meal using only my left hand.
I look forward to Thanksgiving every year. I enjoy the preparation and cooking of the bird. Sometimes I would experiment with a different stuffing recipe. It always was delicious, better that any turkey my relatives cooked.
A few years ago Janet suggested we have Thanksgiving with the Arndts next door. I thought it was a great idea, being that it was outdoors and all. I said that I’d do the turkey. Janet said no, the neighbors were doing it. Next year, same thing. And the following year, same thing. I was relegated to not cooking the bird, not cooking anything. I didn’t even get to carve anything. And I let her get away with it.
This year we have Alex with us. Her, Courtney and I have a whole menu of delicious things to cook for tomorrow’s feast. Courtney already started by making rolls today. I’m looking forward to doing the turkey, the cranberries, and the sweet potatoes. They’re helping with the stuffing and gravy, green been casserole, apple pie, pumpkin pie, stuffed mushrooms, mashed potatoes, cookies and apple salad.
I’m looking to a fabulous dinner tomorrow with Alex and my three kids. So are Alex, Savannah, Courtney and Douglas. Should be an epic Thanksgiving Feast. Hope yours is too.
Today I was waiting in line at the grocery store with my two Daughters. Nestled in between National Enquirer and Cosmopolitan was Women’s Health. I scanned the cover without thinking. Then I read the magazine’s tagline – It’s Good to Be You™
The story callouts look like they came from a handbook on anorexia. Healthy, Sexy Breasts: 9 Easy Steps. 75 Hot Body Moves. Flatten Your Belly. Firm Your Butt. Sculpt Your Legs. Tone Your Arms. Eat, Drink & Still Shrink. More Sex, Better Sex. Is this is a magazine about Women’s Health? Is it about “being yourself”?
I joked about it with Savannah and Courtney while we were waiting in line. The woman behind us overheard us talking. She didn’t say a word. She gave me a nod of approval.