Wednesday: We drive to Vermont. As soon as we settle down we get started on our yearly pecan pie. It has to set in the fridge overnight. We sleep early because we are tired.
Thursday (Thanksgiving): We probably head over to my grandparents' at around eleven AM. It is always awkward at first; seeing cousins and aunts and uncles for the first time in a year. But in a bit the adults are off chatting and the kids begin playing around. We play hide and seek or some tag game inside. Sometimes all the kids are already there, but usually it is twenty minutes or so before the entire crew arrives. The big meal generally happens early. We never buy stuff from the store; every family brings a homemade part of the meal. We eat for an hour or so and then sit down to watch one of the football games (generally the Lions since my uncle is a diehard Packers fan). Once the food has settled in our stomachs we head outside. We play tackle football (usually something like 8 on 8, though there's really only three or four "big" kids on each team and the rest is little kids who kind of just run around) in the snow. Usually adults will come out and be the QBs (usually my uncle Kurt, my uncle Karl, my uncle Pete, or my Dad). We play until it gets dark. Then we go inside for a break and grab some popcorn or whatever is sitting in a bowl on the kitchen counter. Then we make an adult give us a flashlight and play flashlight tag or manhunt. Most of the little kids stay inside for this, so it's more intense. My grandparents' property is basically like a farm so there's barns and a bunch of trees and bushes. It is an ideal environment for hide and seek type games. And plus it's really dark so it's almost scary. We play until the adults make us come in or someone slips on ice and hurts themselves (generally both). We then come in and sneak some ice cream or more pie if there's any left. With renewed energy we play "Hippo" (adult-friendly Bloody Murderer) and constantly get yelled at by aunts and uncles with sleeping children upstairs. Eventually the game falls apart and we screw around while the parents talk endlessly. Sometimes we'll watch a movie or more TV. We end up leaving at around eleven PM or later depending on how long the parents want to talk. But there is no sorrow for we always come back for dinner the next night!