Hattie had a lovely Thanksgiving prayer service and feast at school today. It started with prayers and songs in the church.
The kids were all so cute! Hattie sang her heart out. She is one of 14 in a class of mostly girls. There are only 4 boys. Her teacher has been there since like forever, so some of the moms and I have speculated that she picked her class that way because she's up there in age, and boys (at this age.....or any age, really) have a tendency to act more like this:
I'm not saying boys are harder! They just seem to have more energy at this age. I know I have my work cut out for me in about 10 years, though, and little P's mom won't have a clue about mean girls and gossip that hurts and all of the fun drama that comes with having teenage girls. Aye, me!
After all of the presentations, we went over to Servant Hall and had ourselves a little pilgrim and indian feast. Hattie was the cutest indian in the room :)!
It was a feast of cheese, gold fish, carrots, celery, oranges, and bugles - remember those? I hadn't had bugles in forever! I remember putting them on all of my fingers and pretending they were long nails and then eating them off one at a time when I was little. Bugles are the underestimated chip, I think. They were good! Then we washed it down with apple juice. Not exactly my beverage of choice, but there were lots of content 3 and 4 year olds in the room with non-watered down Motts apple juice - the good stuff! It was a grand feast :).