Thanksgiving is next week. So if you celebrate, Happy Thanksgiving. And if you don't, have a great day. As always, leave a review please.

Loved you yesterday, love you still, always have, always will.

When one of the babies wakes up, Monica is usually on full alert. Luckily, they have been sleeping through the night for about a month now. Erica started teething though which has resulted in Monica not sleeping very much. I try to help and get up with her, but she usually just wants her mommy. I would be offended but it is just so cute and sweet. I was able to get up this morning with Erica without Monica moving. She has to get up soon to start the turkey. I want her to get as much sleep as possible. Besides, when one twin starts teething, the other one isn't far behind. So if I can help in any way I can, then that is what I am going to do.

I smile at my sweet baby as she drinks her bottle and we rock in the rocking chair. Times like this when we can have one and one time together, are my favorite times. They are rare and precious. I treasurer these times because I know that they grow up fast. I know that is such a mom way to think but I don't care. Before I became a dad, I heard how amazing it is when your baby holds your finger. Now that I am a dad, I totally get it. I remember when they both first did it and my heart skipped a beat. And to be honest, I still love it each and every time. I just can't wait to hear them both say dada for the first time. These two are pretty perfect.

I'm just happy that Erica is letting me feed her right now. She seems to be over the hump of teething. It is rough when your babies don't feel good and there isn't anything that you can do about it except be there for them and help them through it.

"Happy Thanksgiving Erica." I whisper to her and kiss her head. "You don't know what today is. You are only 6 months old. But you know, your daddy used to not like Thanksgiving. You see, that is when I found out Gigi and grandpa were getting divorced. So because of that, I didn't like the holiday. I wouldn't eat any Thanksgiving food. But your mommy always made sure there was food I liked. " I smile at her. She is looking at me so intently while she has her bottle. It is almost like she actually understands what I am saying to her. So I continue. "It started getting better when your mommy and I got together, got married and then found out we were getting you and your brother. And it just so happens, we found out we were going to get you on Thanksgiving. So that made the holiday so much better." I rub Erica's tiny fist with my finger. "Now Thanksgiving is a great day. And you two get to try some stuff today. You get to try mashed potatoes and gravy." I see her smile around her bottle. "Yeah that's right. It will be so yummy. And maybe some gravy too. You and Jack will really like it."

Now that the bottle is almost empty, I take it from her mouth, put her on my shoulder and burp her. "That's my girl." I tell her after she burps and I kiss her head. "I love you and Jack miss Erica Bing." I stand up and rub her back. "Now how about you get some more sleep." I feel around her crib until I find a pacifier and I put it in her mouth. "Night night sweet girl." I put her in her crib and immediately start patting her back before she has a chance to cry. I don't want her waking up her brother. They are usually really good about going to bed on their own. Not when they don't feel good though. I don't blame them though.

Once I know she is asleep, I look at Jack who thankfully is still asleep. Jack can sleep through anything. He has always been a great sleeper. It is Erica that wakes up easily. It is like she is scared of missing out on something happening around. I quietly leave the room and shut the door before going back to bed. I walk in the room to see Monica smiling at me.

"Aww honey, I was hoping you could get some more sleep." All I want is for my poor wife to be able to sleep in. I know that is easier said then done when you have two 6 month old babies.

She gestures for me to come back to bed with her which I happily do. I would never turn down whatever my wife needs or wants. Never. "I heard you talking to Erica. Was it true?"

"What?"

"All that stuff you said about liking Thanksgiving now. Was it true?"

I rub her back and kiss her forehead. "Well yeah it was true. The three of you have given me a reason to love the holiday." I never realized that I hadn't told her about how I feel now. But it is true, I love this day. Finally I have been able to to put all the bad things I knew about Thanksgiving behind me and move on. I have been wanting to do that for years. I just haven't been able to. So it feels good to be able to now that I have a family of my own.

She smiles and I lean in to kiss her. I go to pull away but she pulls me closer so we can kiss some more. God I love my wife. Cooking can wait a little while longer. For right now, we can do this.