What do you call a Thanksgiving post if it's not on Thanksgiving?

I'm not sure. So I'm not going to bother thinking of one. Wouldn't that be silly if I ended up avoiding the post because I couldn't figure out what to call it? Oh wait, I've done that before. :0)
But not with this one. With this one I just procrastinated.

The Monday before Thanksgiving this was our FHE project--a very thankful turkey. There would be adorable little Lily hands, but she was already in bed. :0)

It was special to sit and think about what I was truly grateful for in life. The things that mean the most to me flew around in my head, and I was overwhelmed. Ever since Thanksgiving, especially, I've had moments where I just stop and marvel at what I've been blessed with. Who I've been blessed with. Such thoughts often leave me wondering why I've been blessed, and then I am reminded that I already know that answer. It's simply because I have a loving Heavenly Father who wants me to be happy. I am His daughter.

In a small way, I can understand just how happy He wants me to be because of the love I have for my own little girl. I delight in her joys and successes, and it thrills me to make her smile and laugh. And when she walks up to me (without me asking her to do so) and gives me a hug or a kiss, or even just a short pat on the back, I melt with utter happiness! True joy.

Angry Eyes! I'm sure she wanted me to stop taking pictures. :0)