From dairy to deity, we are thankful for all

We finally finished Dale's Thanksgiving Turkey yesterday. Yeah, I know. We're a little behind. And we're still working on finishing his Thanksgiving Book. I think we have a pretty good excuse with those hospital visits and all. Of course, I have been known to procrastinate a time or two.
Ahem.
I'm in good company, though: my friend Kim just wrote about procrastination herself. Maybe all you non-procrastinators can head over and leave a tip. ;) I'll be right behind you, to see if there is help for me. Not that I have a problem or anything. Yeah. Right.

But anyway, thankfulness is a year-round thing, right? :)

So the turkey is supposed to get one feather a day, but we were pretty behind, so he got, - ummm - several tail feathers yesterday. Now that he is done, I wanted to share with you some of the 21 things Dale decided he was thankful for.

- Quite a few family members, including everyone in this house and a handful of grandparents

- An assortment of toys & possesions: His trains, sandbox, and tricycle, among others

- And then - my favorite part of the thankfulness turkey - the other stuff:

The Dollar Store
Pecan Pie
Wal Mart
Insects

(You can tell we are into high-class shopping around here.)

And finally, when a prompt to name another person came up, Dale asked me who he hadn't named yet. Since he was in need of a suggestion anyway, I decided to lead things in a bit of a spiritual direction and said, "What about Jesus?"

(This would be a good point to insert that we all have colds, "an' I wah dalking ike dis" because my head was so stopped up.)

So what I was trying to say was "What about Jesus?", but apparently didn't come across very clearly, because Dale, in all seriousness, asked, "Who is Cheeses?"

Oops. I'm doe-ing to doe bwow my dose dow.