*Every Thursday we introduce you to another quick bedtime story about our family’s favorite resident reptile – Baby Frederico. His backstory can be found here. Enjoy!
Baby Frederico loves his Momma Mia and Papá Frita, his buddy Grenelda the Grasshopper, blue crayons, popcorn and painting his bedroom…but he did not like to wake up happy. Here is his story:
It was early- too early for a little iguana to be awake – but the aroma from the kitchen was too good to sleep through. Baby Frederico lay there in his Battlestar Galactica sleeping bag (which he always preferred over the scratchy flannel sheets that his Momma Mia put on his bed in the wintertime) and tried to guess what his senses were telling him.
There was the smell of turkey…and bread dough…and something chocolate…and coffee. There was the sound of a mixer…and music…and someone talking…and a timer ticking.
He began to think about all the things that were good about this particular holiday – family and friends and food and music and cold weather and piles of leaves to jump in. There were also those wonderful smells and exciting sounds. There were books to read and shows to watch and hiking in the forest behind his house and telling stories…and no school or homework.
By the time Baby Frederico climbed out of his sleeping bag that morning,he was brimming with happiness. In fact, he was smiling so big when he came down the stairs to greet his family that Momma Mia said with surprise, “Baby Frederico, are you alright? You are smiling from ear to ear, and it’s still early. You never smile in the morning.”
And that is when Baby Frederico realized what Thanksgiving meant. He was thank-full and he knew why.