Happy Thanksgiving!

Yesterday I had a great Thanksgiving.  I stayed in my jammies all day.  I only cooked for four adults and my little daughter.  I kept a fire in the fireplace all day, even if that meant turning on the AC to keep the house from reaching an interior temp of 90 degrees.  After all, it’s not actual fireplace weather here in the desert, but I can make it so in my own house. 

Last night, after my parents left, my hubbie, daughter and I snuggled in on the couch to watch my daughter’s favorite thing…pretty girls in princess dresses singing.  The Celtic Women have a Chistmas show out on PBS.  They put on quite a show with a full orchestra and a huge choir.  There are four featured singers and one designated violin player that take turns singing and strolling about in gowns. 

My daughter was enthralled at Away in a Manger.   She was leaning forward, hanging on every sung word from the pretty girl singer wearing a princess dress.  It was beautifully sung.  It brought tears to my eyes to see how much she was enjoying the show.    

Away in a manger, no crib for his bed. The little lord jesus lay down his sweet head…

By the second verse, my sweet daughter looked up at me with her beautiful blue eyes and whispered, as to not interfere with my tearful happiness, “Mama?  Why are they singing about cheese sauce?” 

Apparently, their nearly indistinguishable accent made the word jesus sound like cheese sauce.  You know what?  I replayed it at least 3 times and I literally believe that she is singing about cheese sauce. 

I love it when happy tears are replaced by hysterical laughter.