After dinner, Mason disappears upstairs to play Legos. We hear Maiya up there talking to him, bothering him. Mason is nice, but snappy. Maiya stands at the top if the stairs with her arms folded “Jeep-co Peets, Mason is ANGRY.”

At dinner Maiya says “Daddy, when I grow up to be a daddy, I’m going to wear clothes like you.”

While hugging Mason so tight she is practically choking him: “Meeson, I wove you.”

Well past 10 pm on Thanksgiving Eve while I am trying to cook, Maiya keeps getting out of bed, so I ask her why she won’t sleep “I just don’t want to miss Thanksgiving.” I tell her Mason is sleeping “I will just wait for him to wake up.”

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