It has now been a year since your son was born into this world, today is his first ever thanksgiving. So it was a blast getting everything ready, Simon had Milo in a little baby harness attached to his chest as he moved around to help you with the food. “How do I make a pie..?” He asked, looking at the pie crusts and filling. Not sure how to piece it together, so you came to the rescue. “Here, my love. I’ll take care of it, just set the table and take care of Milo for now.” You said while grabbing the rest of the ingredients for the pie.

“If you insist, but I’ll help with the turkey. Don’t want you on your feet all day.” Simon gave you a quick kiss before grabbing some plates out of the cabinet and placing them on the table, putting utensils next to the plates and glasses. Milo was making little noises and biting the little harness he was in, kicking his legs out. Simon chuckled and kissed his head, see the little patch of hair he had. Their baby’s first thanksgiving, one to be remembered.