Thanksgiving with Lucy

she quietly listened to music in the car ride to in-laws (moya’s parents) then she browsed the new yorker. for the few hours before cousins arrived she asked, every 5-10minutes, “when will my cousins be here?” and every answer was unacceptable, “that’s too long, I want them to be here NOW.” since declaring, a week ago, that she is not a vegetarian anymore, she tried eating turkey and spat it out. a gingerbread house was constructed and flamboyantly decorated before collapsing like liquefaction and earthquakes. she arranged all of the large stuffed animals around her bed so they could watch her sleep. I turned off her “totoro” nighlight and tucked it in her bed. in the morning she sleepily removed it, turned it on, placed it back on the ledge, grunted something (probably “who moved and turned off totoro?!?!!”) and went back to sleep. she’s a fun kid.