As a Canadian living in Minneapolis, I get to have two Thanksgivings. Two celebrations, and twice the food. I seem to let both of them sneak up on me now. I never seem to know when either of them are. I miss Canadian Thanksgiving because no one in the US other than Canadians think that there could possibly be a day in October when you could celebrate thanksgiving. I miss the US version because as a contractor, I don’t have all the holidays marked out on my calendar (though I should as the office is closed), and it seems way too close to Christmas. I am not the only one who thinks so. Still, I am gratefull for the screaming, whining, crying, stomping and fussing my two little girls do, because it is all part of the package that comes with the hugs, the kisses, the snuggling, the walks holding my hand, the night time stories, and the hilarious things they say. I am thankfull for the two little girls I love very much.