When we were in Tucson last weekend I found this turkey sitting on the floor in my parents basement. Just sitting there. All alone. He was crying a little too.
I asked my mom why he wasn't upstairs with the rest of the decorations. She claims that she has never thought he was very cute. I disagreed and formally adopted him on the spot.
Yesterday I was looking everywhere for Spencer's school pictures. I searched high and low. In drawers, on shelves, in nooks and crannies. I can not find them. They are missing. I did, however, find this little welcome sign that I bought from the dollar section at Target in August and forgot about.
These turkeys get 8 more days of glory and then they will see the inside of a box for 11 months because Santa Claus is coming to town. Ho Ho Ho!