I love hearing about family traditions and how they are so unique and quirky. I'm so thankful for all the Thanksgivings that I've been able to spend with my family. Usually my mom buys a turkey that equates to 5lbs of meat per person, she cooks everything, but I'm privileged with making the Strawberry Pretzel Jell-O. There is an art to it, let me tell you. Then we stuff ourselves and laugh over stories of ages past and play Scrabble while my dad and grandpa try to sneak in dirty words and invented words on my grandma who is never shy to challenge. Then we take a nap, wake up, and eat again. It's a slice of Heaven smothered in gravy. So tell me your Thanksgiving story, what quirks about your family traditions are you thankful for?