Another fun Thanksgiving with mids memory. I half-jokingly told our Peruvian mid that once all the cooking and eating was done on Thursday, the rest of the weekend was variations on leftovers and she was free to eat anything she wanted for any meal. My tradition is to have a big piece of warm apple pie and Turkey Hill vanilla bean ice cream on Friday morning for breakfast. As I sat and ate that, I watched our mid take me literally, and assemble a massive plate of turkey, gravy, dressing, potatoes and green beans to heat up and eat for breakfast. She got totally into the spirit of things. We cheerfully shared the maple-basted crisp turkey skin on T-Day. She was also amazed by DH heating up the waffle iron and doing shredded turkey and dressing waffles with cooked bacon, with the house cranberry sauce spooned on top in his special ritual concoction. If you’ve never done that, do try. Plenty of internet guidance.