I'm thankful that I have an eight-year-old daughter who uses words like 'simultaneously' and 'hypothetically.'
I'm thankful I have a wife who doesn't plan her holiday around black Friday, and whose Christmas wish list is made up of books.
I'm thankful that my father understood I was never going to be a football hero.
I'm thankful that my mother took me to the library so often.
I'm thankful that I have a job where I get to read to children all day.
I'm thankful that our house, with its impossible drains, bad foundation, and tendency to flood, is still OUR house. So many people don't have one.
I'm thankful that America is still a country that people strive to move to, even though we have a tendency to be unwelcoming.
I'm thankful for the chance to write books, and more thankful for the people who read them.
I'm thankful for Holly, who will understand that this post needs to be short, as I lay down and hope this is only indigestion...