McCaine family thanksgiving
Who: Chris, Kayla, ot Gil, Clive, Xavier, Emil anyone else who drops in
Where: The McCaine ranch
When: Thanksgiving dinner
Kayla helped her mother by setting the table along with her younger sister Maggie. They got out the best china, and made everything look nice. The smell of delicious food drifted from the kitchen, and she was generally happy about the day. She hoped that her boyfriend and her Servator would arrive soon, and that they'd get along well with the family.
Chris did his part to contribute to the dinner by keeping Joey out from underfoot. At four, Joey was the youngest McCaine - he wouldn't even start kindergarten until next year. There was a twenty-some year age difference between them, but Chris adored all his siblings. He pushed the little guy on his tire swing in the side yard while keeping an eye out for their guests to arrive.
"When we gonna eat?" Joey asked.
"Soon," Chris said. "We've got guests coming over, and wouldn't be polite to start without them."
"I want turkey!" Joey said, grinning. "And corn. And smashed tatoes."
Chris smiled, remembering how he used to get that excited over the holidays. Now most times they just seemed like an excuse for a lot of fuss. He had to admit that this year, however, he was looking forward to them more than usual. Having his friends and family around helped with that. Though they were living in this strange town, there was still a lot to be thankful for.
Where: The McCaine ranch
When: Thanksgiving dinner
Kayla helped her mother by setting the table along with her younger sister Maggie. They got out the best china, and made everything look nice. The smell of delicious food drifted from the kitchen, and she was generally happy about the day. She hoped that her boyfriend and her Servator would arrive soon, and that they'd get along well with the family.
Chris did his part to contribute to the dinner by keeping Joey out from underfoot. At four, Joey was the youngest McCaine - he wouldn't even start kindergarten until next year. There was a twenty-some year age difference between them, but Chris adored all his siblings. He pushed the little guy on his tire swing in the side yard while keeping an eye out for their guests to arrive.
"When we gonna eat?" Joey asked.
"Soon," Chris said. "We've got guests coming over, and wouldn't be polite to start without them."
"I want turkey!" Joey said, grinning. "And corn. And smashed tatoes."
Chris smiled, remembering how he used to get that excited over the holidays. Now most times they just seemed like an excuse for a lot of fuss. He had to admit that this year, however, he was looking forward to them more than usual. Having his friends and family around helped with that. Though they were living in this strange town, there was still a lot to be thankful for.