Traditions

In my house growing up, every year at Thanksgiving my brother and I would rip up loaves and loaves and loaves of bread in order for my mom to make her amazingly delicious stuffing. Well, that tradition shall live on in my house. Not only was this the first year that I made the stuffing without any help from my mom, it was the first year that the next generation helped in making the stuffing. Look at Riley rip that bread... she's a natural!