So now that Halloween is over and all the stores are putting up their Christmas decorations, let us not forget the all-American holiday that falls in-between. Thanksgiving is all about being thankful, right? We must thank our friends, family, and most importantly--- for being able to gorge ourselves with portions of food larger than our heads and watch men run around tackling each other over pigskin. Thanksgiving is the time where families gather after months of not seeing each other. And for some this is a great reunion--- and for others, it can be a reluctant get together.

Either way, there is one family that tends to sum up all the positives and/or negatives of Thanksgiving pretty nicely. Here are the events of Thanksgiving as told by Modern Family.

When you wake up in the morning and mentally prepare for that new food baby coming tonight:

When everyone arrives and they're all talking about college and what everyone is doing:

And then they ask you what you're doing and what you plan to do in life:

This always leads to the wise words of the unemployed on your life:

And then the racist uncle makes an uncomfortable remark about society:

But your grandparents are confused by all the social media lingo going around:

And then someone complains about their life, but as you’re listening, you realize their life actually sounds pretty damn good compared to yours:

And then you have this thought at least once throughout the night:

While your aunt is rambling and you don’t know where the conversation is going, but she caught you in the corner so you can’t leave:

And then there's your dad just watching the football game. All. day.

But when it's finally over, he wants to get everyone else to play their own game of "touch" football.

And you’re standing in the one spot they told you to stand, ready to catch the ball, but then realize you’re totally ill-equipped to handle any athletic challenge thrown at you.

And then someone announces it's time to eat and you’ve been waiting all day to eat the food and you see it being set on the table, but you can’t touch it yet because not everyone’s at the table, but it smells so good and thoughts are running through your head about how much you starved yourself for this very moment all day and you’re just like:

Then you're confronted with that one weird dish in front of you that’s brought every year, but you know only the brave souls will try to eat it with the dignity and grace only the Queen of England can exemplify:

Then you're asked to clean up after your family, and by the way the table looks, it seems as if no one has seen food in months:

And while you wait for dessert, you play family games and you have to put on a happy face if you lose. But in reality you feel like this:

And then you just want pie:

And so you decide to check on the dessert status, and taste test it to make sure it's safe for everyone to eat. But then someone catches you:

And then when dessert is finally out, all you see on the table is fruit. Or worse. A fruitcake:

But at the end of the night you're all sentimental because it’s your family and you love them, and well, you can’t exactly pick 'em so you might as well join 'em.