The big guys and I volunteered last weekend to help make welcome boxes for African refugee families who are new to the country and celebrating their first Thanksgiving. It was so wonderful for the boys to hear some of these family's stories and hear the horror stories of fleeing their country and the near impossibility of getting into the US. LT thoughtfully asked, as we were writing personal cards to include in each box, "they speak so many languages and are brand new to our country. How will they understand my card in English?"
I am definitely making this a tradition that we do as a family (and B can go next year for sure). It was a good reminder of all the things we have to be thankful for.
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