Madelyn Lorraine's First Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving was spent in South Bend, Indiana. Snow fell on bare oaks and evergreen pines creating a cotton-like sound diffuser that left a peaceful silence in the morning where only the chirping of birds could be heard half a mile away. Thanksgiving supper was superb and cousin Tony's sweet potato casserole was the biggest hit acting more like a dessert than a savory side dish.

But, the biggest highlight was the introduction of Madelyn Lorraine. The first great granddaughter of the Plaia clan. At six weeks old, Maddie closed her eyes for only a mere one hour to take a nap and the rest of the time was spent wide eyed with a half cocked knowing little smile sizing up the grown ups of her family in the midwest. Strawberry blond and thick as an elf's was her hairdo and round pink cheeks anchored her angelic little face.

Me thinks I had a flash of baby fever.

The family began quizzing me when I was going to have a baby. I stayed silent never betraying the secret agreement Mr. Donahgy and I made on the way to the airport for this trip.