For the couple of weeks leading up to Thanksgiving, any time Jamie heard anyone (even in the grocery store) say the word Thanksgiving he would rouse himself to hollaring, " Boom! Boom!!" and marching around while appearing to clap imaginary cymbals together. Jamie was born to be a marching band leader, apparently. He has found his calling in life. That or trash truck driver. Jamie adores marching bands and daily (many times daily) acts out being a band leader with us marching behind him playing imaginary or real toy drums, flute, tuba or trombone and cymbals. He does not grow weary of this, I'm telling you. Just come over and see!
Jamie could simply not wait for the parades coming on tv on Thanksgiving day! Yeah Yeah, daddy, the pilgrims....BOOM BOOM!!! Thank you Jesus for....BOOM BOOM!!
I didn't take many Thanksgiving day photos but here is one of him enjoying the finger 'hat' olive. He didn't care for the taste so it became pulverized olive on a napkin shortly afterwards.
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