For my first Thanksgiving as a host, it went terribly wrong. It started out perfectly fine until my little cousins came by. I wanted to show my family that I could take the responsibility but then chaos struck. My cousins started to play with my antiques and many broke. I quickly regained composure and started to resume cooking. The turkey had just finished so I set it out to cool. I walked away to make the other food and set the tables. An hour later I came back and saw my cousins had Knocked down the turkey and was eating and playing with it. So that's why we had hamburgers.
