Thanksgiving

Monday, Rose confided in me that she felt like she'd become too close to us, which scared her. She would rather live with foster parents. She also said she feels more comfortable with people who treat her poorly.

I listened and sympathized. I told her I can't imagine what she's been through, but she can't be emotionally abusive toward her new family. She agreed. We strategized she could excuse herself to her room when she was feeling that scared.

Then the mood passed. Since our exchange everything has seemed more normal, almost Norman Rockwell-esque. We had a first Thanksgiving. It was awesome. Instead of getting everyone out of the house in time for the official Turkey Trot in Minneapolis, we relaxed.

We watched the Macy's Parade. Then, we leisurely held our own Turkey Day 5k. Rose ran about a half mile before she joined Mike and the dogs while I finished my run. It didn't have all the camaraderie of the one in the city, but it was less crowded and more enjoyable overall. Plus, I didn't gain another shirt I'd have to toss out later.

After the exercise we went to my family's get together where ate too much and enjoyed the company of family. We ended the day playing Simpson's Clue. Gotta LOVE how Rose was trying to act annoyed by my photo but you can see the joy in being the center of attention.