A Funny Little Thanksgiving Slice

K-K beamed with pride, taking advantage of the opportunity to show off her latest accomplishment. Her replies were swift and confident as various family members quizzed her. What color is your dress? What color is your daddy’s shirt? What color…? What color…?

What color are the mashed potatoes? Her forehead scrunched in concentration. “I don’t know, but they’re not green!” she finally declared with authority.

So every year, someone asks, “K, what color are the mashed potatoes?”

Aren’t the little traditions of family life priceless? Golden threads woven in and out of our memories, reflecting all we have shared that binds us together, makes us who we are…

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11 Responses to A Funny Little Thanksgiving Slice

  1. What a sweet, fun memory to share. These little family jokes do bind us together and are sealed with knowing smiles and laughter. Happy Thanksgiving to you my slicing friend. Thank you for reading and encouraging my writing, too.

  2. Just a lovely story of family stories that linger and bind. Thanks you for sharing.

  3. gillis says:

    Not green!

  4. Tara says:

    Love that she held her sense of authority – she certainly knew “not green”!

  5. Laura LA says:

    Retelling all those old stories, and alluding to those precious family jokes, is the best part of Thanksgiving (or any holiday). This is a great one!

  6. Adorable! I’m glad you’ve held on to that story and have told it again and again.

  7. elsie says:

    I love the idea of stories being “golden threads.” Hmmm . . . wonder what thread will be pulled this year? Have a blessed Thanksgiving!

  8. Jaana says:

    These such fun memories to share from year to year! Building traditions!

  9. K, among others, must love this, year after year. I love the ‘remember when’ stories, Much laughter around & around. One of mine: I remember the year we forgot to take the sweet potatoes out of the oven. It was turned off, so no one thought to check, no one missed them, & we found them, stuck & burned to the pan, two or three days later. We really questioned having them again, although I like them! Thanks for the big smile!

  10. margaretsmn says:

    Priceless, they are, and preserved through family lore. Thanks for sharing.

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