my favorite thanksgiving story

my parents have always been planners. so when i was in 7th or 8th grade they decided it was time to update their wills. in order to do this, they talked to each me and my siblings {2 sisters, 1 brother} about what we would want left to us.

we were all together for thanksgiving that year as well {which doesn't usually happen} and i was talking to my older sister and said , "yeah, i talked to mom and dad about their will, and i told them i wasn't sure what i wanted, but i know i want that lamp"

big sister: "wait, what lamp?"

me: "you know, the one with the dancing lady and the colored glass"

big sis: "no way! i told them i want the lamp!"

then my brother walks in.

brother: "what are you guys talking about?"

big sis and i explain about how we both asked for the same lamp. to which he responds,

"well neither one of you are going to get it because that's the only thing i asked for!"

big sis: "i'm the oldest! i should get it!"

me: "oh yeah, well when did you talk to them, cause i asked for it first!"

brother: "i love it more than either of you, so i should get it!"

meanwhile my little sister has come in, and jumps in on the action:

"what?!? you mean you guys all want that lamp? cause i want it too!"

at this point we're all laughing hysterically, along with my parents.

i have no idea what it is about this lamp that we all love so much, but we really do. i'm sure my parents have had it for almost 40 years, so we all kinda grew up with it.

{marble base, bronze figurine, porceline face, hand blown glass in italy}

my mom's solution is to just break it so none of us can have it.

i wish everyone a wonderful thanksgiving, with lots of new stories to share!