Family

Every Thanksgiving, there’s a moment. The adults are mid-turkey, mid-conversation, and the kids’ table has reached DEFCON 1 — someone’s crying, someone’s flicking cranberry sauce, and the whole beautiful evening is one spilled drink from a disaster. Here’s the thing nobody tells you: the kids’ table isn’t a problem to manage. It’s the easiest win on Thanksgiving. Give them their own territory, a few things to touch, and a reason to stay seated, and they’re happier than they’d ever be at the grown-up table — where, let’s be honest, they don’t want to be anyway. They want fun, not a lecture about the 400th anniversary of Plymouth. ...