Fourth Thursday in November

During the holiday season my family has many traditions. Every year since I was little, I remember my family coming in from Iowa to celebrate Thanksgiving. On the forth Wednesday in November my cousin Brittany spends the night at my house. We go to bed early because we wake up at five o’ clock the next day. It is a tradition for my dad to take my cousin, my sister Sam and I to the Thanksgiving Day Parade. When we arrive in Detroit, we go to the VFW hall and have the pancake breakfast. We stand in the same place every year in the bitter cold and watch the floats and balloons creep down Woodward. Right before Santa comes down the street, we start to walk down to Ford Field. The four of us watch the Detroit Lions game together every year because that’s the only time we spend with him on Thanksgiving.
After the game, my dad drives Brittany to my grandparents house and takes Sam and I to our house. We usually take a short nap and then start to get ready for dinner. Every year, dinner is at my house because it is the biggest. My mom makes the turkey and my grandma makes the traditional yams, cheesy potatoes and bread. After we eat dinner my family sits around my living room and talks. In my family, during Thanksgiving we usually only have about ten people over. Thanksgiving for my family is very simple. It’s a fun day to spend time with each other and give thanks for what we have.