One thing you'll hear about very often about a kid with divorced parents is that they get two of everything. This is very true, especially with holidays.
How my two families celebrate Thanksgiving and when they hold it depends often depend on my parents' schedules - I'm not certain but pretty sure they trade Thanksgiving Day each year. Either way, I often go to my dad's mom, Nee-Naw's house for a Thanksgiving lunch when it's dad's turn. All of our family in town will come over: Nee-Naw will cook most of the food, Aunt Heidi will bring whichever guy she's dating this time, Aunt Susie will have to leave early to tend to my special-needs cousin, George, and this year was the first year without Tee-Taw, Nee-Naw's husband, so we celebrated his memory by eating pickled beats. (God knows why..)
Thanksgiving at mom's is the straight-forward dinner, having family come over from all over town. My stepdad's parents also come in for Tennessee. This year, we tried to invite my twenty-something cousin Ashleigh, but couldn't make it because she believed it was being held the NEXT Friday (what... why?). My stepdad always makes the most moist and delicious turkey, usually by soaking it in some sort of alcoholic beverage. We name the turkey every year as well (this year's was Frank). Family tensions are slightly more heated on my mom's side of the family, but that only results in mild awkward moments (I'm thankful to say that the worst one was simply when my grandmother watched my stepdad cut her a plate of turkey, then proceed to say afterward that she refuses to eat white meat).
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