Does anybody notice something wrong with this picture?This is my pilgrim boy and girl for Thanksgiving that I have sitting on a shelf. Today I found the Turkey tipped over. I was a little annoyed thinking that Kayden had gotten up and messed with the Thanksgiving decorations. But I sat the turkey back up and didn't think about it again the rest of the day.
Then Steve comes home tonight and says, "Hey, who turned the turkey back up?!" I said, "I did. Are you the one that knocked it over." Can you even guess what his explanation was??
--The turkey is dead!!-- It is Thanksgiving and we kill and eat the turykey. The boy pilgrim shot him and he's dead so the turkey needs to be tipped over.
I told Steve he is worse than a child.
So if you come to our house our Thanksgiving turkey is dead.
On a better note. Tonight for family home evening we read our traditional Book of Mormon story, and then Steve made Kayden a race track for his cars from this piece of cardboard. Kayden loved it and played with it the rest of the night. Why do we even buy toys at the store??
