Assignment 14 hannah pauley

My Thanksgiving looks pretty close to the traditional model, except that we typically have too many people to sit around one regular table. In my childhood years everyone would travel to my grandmother's house and we would pull up the rocking chair and the piano seat so that my nana's 8-seating table would seat 11 or 12 when the babies sat with their mother or in a sibling's lap. In recent years my aunt's horde of children has become so large that only a few of the children and one of their parents visits on Thanksgiving, and this year my aunt simply requested we go to her house.
My most fond memories of the holiday, though, were ones from when I was a kid and my cousin Stephanie (who is closest to my age) were only occupied by one or two infant companions and we had the space to gossip in peace. But I don't mind so much that the family's gotten bigger--besides, I have my doubts that "Jessica has a boyfriend" or "I heard nana Osylin curse the other day" would be quite as intriguing today as it once was (plus, who doesn't love babies? The more the merrier.).