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That it started this morning with a G-rated turkey craft and two kids in their underwear…

And ended tonight like this…just means…uh, something.

But I have no idea what.

I guess I’ll start with what I remember.

I, uh, remember pulling out the paint…

And then noticing my son’s eye for color.  As well as his knowledge about what colors tukeys might actually be.  Uh…or not be.  Those be the turkey’s feathers.

And here are my daughter’s feathers.  Completely compliant with Fall.

These are my son’s hands.  And those are his turkeys.  I can only say that he poured a lot of love into those feathers.

And earned himself an “A” for concentration on the black paint.

Here we are an hour later fattening our turkeys.

And here, after way too much time on a single craft and after a complete meltdown by the one in pajamas, are our turkeys.

Apparently looking suspect–to, uh, something.  As later this evening, my husband called out from the kitchen, “come here, quick.  You gotta see this.”

Only I couldn’t tell you what I was expecting.

I just know it wasn’t this.

And which is why I’m tellin’ ya.  Ain’t nothin’ safe around here.

Especially not a lunch-bag turkey with blue and black feathers some twelve feet away.

Or its cousin.

And since picking off paper turkeys on the ledge of the living room is the kind of fun you can’t keep to yourself, here’s my son taking aim at a turkey.

Only he’s maimed the thing and has to reload.

And my goodness, there it goes.

Which calls for a momentary restock.

Because everybody needs a turn…

To feel the power.


8 Responses to “Ode to the Paper Bag Turkeys”

  1. Mandy McKee says:

    I want to live at your house. You all are having a lot more fun than us . . .

  2. Sarah says:

    I had Raven on my lap all through Sunday school. Killing Turkeys or not she is my favorite little girl of all

  3. Linda H says:

    Reading this not only made me smile. I had to laugh out loud. You guys are really in the spirit of the first Thanksgiving. I miss you all and I miss seeing the kids do what kids do. Your blog helps to keep me feeling close to you all. Thanks for the chuckles.

  4. Carolyn Moore says:

    Could this possibly be funnier? I love the reload!!! Every hunter needs to see this so they can use their skill to also be a super-dad! Mom and Dad both get an A+ on this one. As I was reading and looking at Silas’s little face I asked God, “He will remember this all his life won’t he”? When he and daddy conquered the turkeys that invaded your home. TOGETHER!

  5. Ruth Slagowski says:

    I agree with Carolyn. You are making such wonderful memories for your children! I have a hunch they will pass these things on to theirs, and on, and on…….. :))

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