In addition to a turkey hat, he also has an Indian headband and a pilgrim hat.
Today my son had his preschool thanksgiving feast. He told me he thought maybe he was too tired to go to school, but I convinced him he didn't want to miss his feast. I moved to texas when I was nine, and the only holiday party I remember in school before texas was my thanksgiving feast when I was 6. Needless to say I was pumped for him, I even pulled the turkey shirt out from last year for him to wear. Unfortuanately I was not present for such an exciting day but it seemed fun. They set up all the tables together, covered them in white butcher paper, and even had a center piece with pilgrim figures. It looked so fancy for four year olds.This is what he said they ate:
peppers, not spice ones
pumpkin pie, but he didn't get to eat his, someone threw it away
I was also sorts of excited for him to experience this, and I did not hide my excitement from Brent at all. As J told us about the pilgrims and getting on a boat to leave the wicked people and arriving in america and meeting the indians. I told Brent thanksgiving was a big deal when I was a child. He said of course you lived in the Northeast. Its true, I remember vacationing in Plymouth Massushetes as a child to celebrate Thanksgiving with my extended family. I remember watching the Sons and Daughters of the Mayflower walking in costumes, during the cold cold cold snowy day, reenacting.
Yeah it was awesome, and yeah I'm glad my son can tell me all about the pioneers and Indians. Yeah, I keep correcting him, you mean pilgrims.