Last night, I made everyone clear the table so we could sit down and have a proper dinner. It was really nice, and was worth missing the first ten minutes of Glee. I borrowed from madamemama and asked everyone to say what they were thankful for that day. The Boy was thankful he wasn't homeless. Husband was thankful that he didn't cook dinner (he does most of the cooking). Middle Daughter's was my favorite, and went like this:
I'm thankful because I was eating my Halloween candy, and found a Hershey's mini, and I thought it was just regular chocolate, but when I opened it, it was a cookies and cream bar. It was the nicest surprise I've had all week. Then again, the only other surprise I've had this week was slicing my hand open, so it's not like it was much of a contest.