This year we decided it was well worth it to return once again to Thanksgiving Point for "Eat Like A Pilgrim". The ambience is spectacular, the food an adventure, and the fun level definitely high for any history lover. This year we decided Miles was old enough to warrant a paid seat. (Ellie was happily left behind with my nephew Kimball). Miles kept insisting that he had gone last year and this was NOT his first time. (He didn't like being the only first timer). This year we bought tickets for Pop Pop and Grandma LeAnn as an early Christmas present. Once Miles realized that it was Pop Pop and Grandma LeAnn's first time too, he was willing to admit that he had never been.
It was so cute to see the boys. There were all the fun games to play, there were costumes to dress up in, animals to see, and pilgrim style food to eat. Ian put his arm around Miles shoulders and walked him around showing him everything. Ian obviously loved being the veteran expert on "Eat Like A Pilgrim".
Miles couldn't really lift the sword. Liam on the other hand can lift it, heft it, and unfortunately swing it. He didn't get to hold the sword for very long.
One of my most favorite things is to stick my kids in the stocks. There is a certain therapeutic joy when you put the wood top down and they can no longer wiggle or even lift up their head. It's a good thing that the kids like it too, for a few minutes anyway.
The boys were all total hams. They liked to act dead, tortured, and pitiful. All of these apparently mean you stick your tongue out if you are part of the 8 and under age club.
Liam was eager to put his head in. Wouldn't let me put the stock all the way down and was immediately done. He didn't think it was quite as funny as his brothers.
The kids all had fun with the food. Liam and Ian ate a ton of buttered bread, Ian and Miles were mostly willing to try a bite of the corn and yams served pilgrim style (which is more than Pop Pop was willing to do). All three boys went to town on the meat. Ian exclaimed that this was the best turkey ever and this was how we needed to cook our turkey.
After we had a chance to eat the boys went out to see the replica of the Mayflower, play games like Skittles and Fox and Geese. The band playing Pilgrim music was really fabulous and I forced each boy to very briefly dance with me. This was productive of a lot of giggling, eye rolling, and "oh mom's". Once I checked embarrassing my children off my to do list I was more than willing to let them wander off to see the turkey or the glass cased copy of William Bradford's bible.
The last activity before "Eat Like A Pilgrim" closed for the night was a giant tug of war. All the boys jumped on board and pulled with all their might. Their team lost and it was pretty funny to watch their little feet get dragged across the floor as they gripped the rope tightly. Once again "Eat Like A Pilgrim" was huge success. Miles insisted on bringing his corn husk doll that he'd made to church the next day and treasures his paper that has his name written on it in calligraphy. If we can we will make this a yearly family tradition.
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