...and everything in its place. Or as was demonstrated this past Thursday, a place for everyone and everyone in their place. Our clan traversed over the river and through the woods (well, into the car and over the highway to be more accurate) to Grandmama's house and was she ever ready to welcome!

Nine of her grandchildren were in attendance, and as is Grandmama's way, the kiddie table was outfitted not only with calligraphed placecards for each tiny diner, but a brightly colored Crocodile Creek placemat unique to each eater's perceived interests.

For my our family's future astronaut:

For the future florist:

For the nephew who appreciates the Westminster Dog Show much more than the Macy's Parade:

For Mai:

For Ringo:

After the meal, grown relatives were regaled with a panoply of pertinent facts on the array of placemat subject matter. (For instance, I'll always remember this Thanksgiving as the one wherein I learned dogs actually have three eyelids!) Naturally, each child was sent home with kisses galore and their own table topper.

Here's hoping Grandmama makes the passing of the placemats an annual tradition...we'd love the whole collection!
--Allie

PS - While we all continue the giving of thanks for our many blessings, let's be sure to extend the grace outwards. Go check out our Purpose Presents gift list!