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Growing up I remember my Mom running around like crazy, getting ready for the onslaught of family and friends coming for the holidays. Pies, cakes, cookies,breads, turkey's, ham my oh my. I remember standing on a stool next to mom crumbling toasted bread and corn bread for stuffing when I was a little and I have to smile she would put Mace,Gladys Knight and the Pips, and The Temptations on the record player and sing the whole time she was whipping up all the goodies. I am the youngest of 4 so while my brother and sisters where out hanging with their friends I was HAPPY for Mom and Me time. I thought of it as fun but all the while she was patiently teaching me how to cook. A hand full of this, a pinch of that, a pat of butter. Now that I am older and have taken over all the cooking for holidays, special occasions, grill outs I find my youngest daughter ( Karma 13 ) coming in the kitchen and hanging out with me. I try to measure by cups and teaspoons I still slip back into the habit of hand, pinch, and pat measuring. I was telling my mom that I want to make sure my girls have all of her recipes to take to their kitchens, so with her help I have begun writing them down. Mom and I still chuckle over the fact that she still gets all the praise for cooking. She should. Every year since my husband Tim and I have been together he's told me the same thing turn some of the cooking over to someone else, well he got his wish I turned over 2 items the Ham my oldest Ashley (23) will be making it, at our house of course ( she made need some help ) and the Deviled Eggs Mercedes (18) will be making them, that leaves Turkey, Potato salad, Baked Mac and Cheese, Stuffing,Mashed Sweet Potatos, Collard Greens, Candied Yams, Gravy, 8 Sweet Potato Pies( 2 for Tim before Thanksgiving ), 2 Apple, 4 Pumpkins ( made with pumpkins from our garden ) Corn Bread, Rolls, and 2 Chocolate Boston Cream Pies. This weekend is when the madness begins. Am I insane YESSSSSSSSSS, I'll complain the whole time, Tim will throw his hands in the air, Mom will sit in the chair and chuckle the whole time. But I LOVE IT !!! And Guess who gets to clean up as I NAP after dinner ? I'm not sure I'll be sleeping.