Thanks

“Listen up. Does anyone know how many pies there are?"
"Hmm. Looks like six."
"Don't forget the three apple pies in the deep freeze that still need to bake."
"So nine."
"Oh, and the pecan pies that Uncle Richard's wife always brings. Probably two more of those."
"And the french silk pie in the fridge."
"But that won't need whipped cream."
"If Dad is eating it, it will."
"So twelve then. I'll have Uncle Pete fetch me some fresh cream. Do you think that's enough?"
"Mom, it's plenty. It's always plenty."

	“Listen up. Does anyone know how many pies there are?" "Hmm. Looks like six." "Don't forget the three apple pies in the deep freeze that still need to bake." "So nine." "Oh, and the pecan pies that Uncle Richard's wife always brings. Probably two more of those." "And the french silk pie in the fridge." "But that won't need whipped cream." "If Dad is eating it, it will." "So twelve then. I'll have Uncle Pete fetch me some fresh cream. Do you think that's enough?" "Mom, it's plenty. It's always plenty."

	"Aunt Marge, will you come taste this gravy. It looks lumpy to me." "Why would I want to taste your lumpy gravy? Won't you ever learn to mix the flour and milk before adding it? This happens every year." "Please." "Fine. It's fine." "Really?" "Yes. It's good."

	"Say, does anyone know when Uncle Richard and his wife are coming? I haven't heard from them at all this morning." "Typical Uncle Richard. Keeps everyone waiting. And that wife. Frosty the Snowwoman." "Oh, Aunt Lou. You're terrible. Just because she looks about 20 years younger than the rest of us. She's quiet." "Quiet doesn't work in this family. And it's hard. Uncle Richard's the baby. Who else will look out for him?"

	"Has anyone seen the Velveeta? In the cupboard? Or the fridge?" "Velveeta? What for?" " Great-grandma's veggies. You know, with the buttered crackers on top." "Are you sure you need Velveeta?" "It says so right here." "Fridge." "Thanks."
	Maggie ran out of Thanksgiving quotes just as she finished writing on the last of the dinner napkins. "Maggie? Can you give me a hand with the turkey? It's pretty heavy." "Uh, sure." Maggie looked at her hands. "Turkey's ready!" an aunt called out from the other side of the kitchen. "Oh, and did you see where the napkins went? I swear I set them down on the table." "You did. I got them ready for dinner." "Well, aren't you sweet. Someone must have shown you how to fold them in those silly turkeys the kids like so much. Thank you dear." "You're welcome."


	1. women do all the work 2. bird emerged from the oven 3. gravy aunt 4. wine had seeped 5. comfort Maggie 6. well-loved spiral notebook