Most of the time, mom makes Thanksgiving dinner. But this year our house is broken, so Uncle Bobby said that he would make Thanksgiving dinner for us.
Even though daddy was not supposed to be cooking, he was in the kitchen helping.
Nick waited for dinner on the couch. He was a good boy, and he ate turkey and potato with us!
When we left, mom said, "that was a wonderful thanksgiving. Our house is broken and that made me sad, but this reminded me that we have family who care about us and that makes me happy."