We celebrate Thanksgiving, but we don’t eat turkey. We eat fondue instead – tastes better, easier to cook. Our daughter has trouble understanding why everyone is talking turkey this month because of this… the price to pay for being different, I suppose.
She gets these family projects once a holiday, it seems, and this month is all about disguising a turkey so he won’t be eaten on Thanksgiving. Way to guilt all those turkey-eating children, school. Anyway, we were suppose to do this as a family unit and be as creative as possible. So we had our Tom Turkey join the Navy.
Tom Turkey
Clever, eh? So now, instead of being on some random plate next week, Tom will be out there protecting our right to eat his fellow turkeys. What’s that you’re mumbling? Something about sick, sad and twisted?
Since I’m posting photos, here’s one of the SpongeBob costume I made for Tom the Child, which when worn, caused the little one to cry like a beaten red-headed step-child.
Sophie, SpongeBob, and Half-Naked Tom
I cried myself, after spending so much time on the damn thing, only to have him hate Halloween and the lame-ass pillowcase I safety-pinned on his shirt to be “Super Kid” while trying to scam candy trick-or-treat.
Vlad digging dust bunnies out of his ear. I love him, but he’s an odd cat at times.
Fat Cat, tail-free model
Well, that wraps up this week’s inane rantings. Tune in next week for when I clean out the memory card from the digital camera… wanna talk about out-dated pics? We got ones from when our twins were newborns! Stay tuned.
Joy said,
November 20, 2008 at 1:03 pm
Seeing these pics made my day. How adorable your kids are. I almost got tears in my eyes seeing a little more of your life. I absolutely can’t wait for next week to see more.
I find it kind of sad about “hiding” the turkey so he will not be eaten. Your right, to much guilt for a child.
Given that said. I hate Thanksgiving. I’m sorry but I just do. None of us like turkey either but feel we have to have it for my mom. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t do it at all. I’m the only girl so every holiday is up to me. It’s my “duty” and I hate it. We like to get all of our Christmas stuff done that weekend and I hate to have all that work so close to Christmas where I have to put on another “holiday!” It’s just getting to be to be to much for me to do all these by myself. Why can’t someone else do some of them???
Do I sound a little bitter???
I am!!!