"Come on Silas chop the salad a bit faster. Thanksgiving is in six hours"

My mom rushed Silas. Everyone was under a lot of pressure since thanksgiving is hours away. Instead of preparing the food yesterday we all went to sleep for half the day.

Thanksgiving break started yesterday, and Emily already got her ass beat. It was already ruined for her since she spent it behind bars.

Silas was in the corner of the room trying not to chop off his fingers. He has been on the simple task of cutting up the salad for thirty minutes now. All my mom has been doing is screaming at him.

"I don't want to be one finger short Ms. Johnson. How can I properly eat a burger without ten fingers to hold it right?"

My mom sighed and ran her hand over her face. She's been trying to tell him that eating a burger has nothing to do with making salad for the longest now.

"Go to sleep Silas. Leave the cooking to the women"

My mom said. Silas smiled but quickly replaced it with a frown. Once he was out of her sight he smirked at me and gave me a thumbs up.

He hopped on the couch, pulled out a bag of Doritos from behind the cushion, and put on call of duty. This was his plan all along.

"Mom, I don't know how to defrost the turkey"

"Nevaeh don't play with me. You've been the designated meat defrosting officer, home waste management supervisor, and the dish washing operator since you were five"

I quickly shut up and got to defrosting the turkey. I don't know why I even tried having a little break. My mom has been preparing me for thanksgiving dinners since I was in her stomach.

While Silas and my dad were playing video games I was stuck defrosting the turkey and making the salad. Boys are so useless.

After I was done I tried to take a piece of pineapple from the fruit bowl but my mom popped me with a knife. A FUCKING KNIFE.

"I'm calling child protective services on you"

"You want my damn phone to call them? Hell I'll call them for you. Now go get your ass in front of that stove and stir the rice"

I quickly went over to the stove and did as I was told. I don't know why I even try with arguing this lady. She's a lawyer for God's sake.

Everly came crawling in the kitchen with a piece of watermelon in her mouth. I picked her up and put her in her high chair.

She began laughing and slamming her hand on the table. She better enjoy her last few moments as a child because once she turns two she's going to be cooking thanksgiving dinner all by herself.

"Silas can your lazy, no good, ugly ass get in here"

I screamed. I heard him laugh as he got out of his seat. His goofy smile got even wider when he saw Everly. He kissed her cheek than looked up at me with a slightly smaller smile.

"What are we going to do for Everly's birthday next week?"

I asked Silas. His smile almost took over his face when I mentioned Everly's birthday. He's been planning for this day for months now.

I had to shoot down many ideas since she's too young to go on a hot air balloon ride and on a trip to Hawaii. I don't know how she's going to react when she's up in the air.

"I already have everything planned. Anthony has a cousin who does custom party designs. All you have to do is get yourself and my baby girls pampered"

I nodded my head and went back on rice duty. As long as it's not my money being spent I'm in.

Since he wants to be super dad and take care of everything I'll let him. I know he really wants to make Everly's second birthday memorable since she's not staying with us forever.

"Silas get your ass out my kitchen. You can't even chop up salad"

My mom screamed at him. She's always stressed out on thanksgiving. She has to cook for about ten people plus Silas's grandparents. My man stealing aunt is coming with her 'baby daddy' too.

"Mom can I please take a break?"

She turned around slowly as she looked at me with bulging eyes. She slowly walked over to me and placed her spoon on the counter.

"Did I take a break when I was pushing out your boulder size head for twelve hours? Did I take a break when I had to wake up at two in the morning because you shit on yourself? No I didn't so you don't get a break"

All I asked was one question. One. I don't understand how that lead to a rant.

"Why isn't Myra here? When I was her age I was in charge of making the mac and cheese"

"She's coming when Silas's grandparents when the food is ready'

Kids of this generation don't understand the struggle us older kids had growing up. If we missed an episode of a show we waited weeks to watch it. Nowadays kids have Netflix accounts or they just record it.

Excitement for them is a new iPhone. Back in my days the crossover episode  between That's So Raven, Hannah Montana, and sweet life of Zack and Cody was excitement for me.

5 hours later

"We did it guys! We pulled off another success year of thanksgiving dinner"

My mom said as she looked around our table. We had seasoned grabs and shrimps, brown rice, ribs, and more.

"We did a good job guys. Working as a team got us far"

Silas said as he held his hand up for a high five. All of us looked at him like he was crazy. He did nothing to help us out. His ate all the shrimp we did before so I had to run to the store to get more.

"Boy if you don't put your hand down I'm cutting them off"

My mom said as her teeth clenched. Silas quickly put his hand behind his back and walked out of the kitchen.

"We have about one hour to get ready guys let's go change"

I said once we hid all the desserts from Silas. A big smile spread across my mom's face when I mentioned getting dressed.

Every year she makes it her duty to out shine everyone at the dinner. Last year she wore a mid thigh sparkly dress with a real diamond studded heels. I wonder what she has in store for us this year.

"Sweetie please dress normal this time"

"I'll dress casual don't worry about it"

Dressing casual to her is short for 'I'm going to do the most'. Watch her walk out with a lady gaga meat dress and get chased by all the dogs in our neighborhood.

After I took a shower I went to my closet to pick out my outfit. It was just a pair of ripped shorts, a finesse t-shirt and a pair of vans.

If anyone sees me unbuttoning my pants because I'm too full they better mind their own business.

The guys are probably downstairs complaining about how we're talking too long. They stayed in their old clothes since they didn't have chicken sause or water all over their shirts. They literally did nothing.

"Ladies come down here. We have to greet our guest. You guys are taking forever"

I took my phone and left my room. I made sure to lock the door and get my keys since these bad ass kids be destroying my room.

All of us were downstairs except for my mom. She was still changing. Since she wasn't here we decided to open the door and let our guest in.

"Hi guys welcome to out thanksgiving dinner"

My dad said with a fake smile on his face. Surprise surprise my aunt was the first one here. She always comes first so she can pick the away closest to my dad.

"Hello handsome"

She said as she tried to hug my dad. He stepped back and patted her head like a dog. Once she saw Silas her smile widened even more.

"Hi Sil.."

"Sorry I'm late. I had a little trouble with my Coco Chanel pin"

My mom said as she walked down the stairs. As usually my mom was looking like She's going to meet President Barack Obama.

"I see you look just as stupid as you did last year'

My aunt said with jealousy in her eyes. I can't stand that lady at all. She know damn well my mom looks good as hell.

"I see you're still a hating ass bitch. So, where's your man?"

"He went to store, he'll be back"

She handed my mom her mac and cheese than walked inside. My mom told my dad to throw it away when my aunt was looking. She wants my aunt to see her garbage ass mac and cheese go in the trash.

Everyone was complementing my mom on her outfit while my aunt stood across the took easing her.

"Silas, get ready for a interesting dinner"