For those of you not blessed with the gift of interpretation (OK, I know that gift goes with speaking in tongues, but you'd need some sort of ESP or something to figure this out!), this is a turkey Luke made at school. It's basically a big lump of some sort of dough that they decorated with googly eyes, a pumpkin seed for the nose, and feathers. He, of course, was very proud of it. When we left school the day we brought it home, it was quite windy, and as soon as we stepped outside, feathers blew everywhere. I got most of them back (thank goodness - without the feathers, it was just an oddly-shaped dough ball.) Anyway, the turkey has since been disposed of, but he certainly added enjoyment to our Thanksgiving celebration.
"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years." Abraham Lincoln
Thursday, December 8, 2005
School crafts
For those of you not blessed with the gift of interpretation (OK, I know that gift goes with speaking in tongues, but you'd need some sort of ESP or something to figure this out!), this is a turkey Luke made at school. It's basically a big lump of some sort of dough that they decorated with googly eyes, a pumpkin seed for the nose, and feathers. He, of course, was very proud of it. When we left school the day we brought it home, it was quite windy, and as soon as we stepped outside, feathers blew everywhere. I got most of them back (thank goodness - without the feathers, it was just an oddly-shaped dough ball.) Anyway, the turkey has since been disposed of, but he certainly added enjoyment to our Thanksgiving celebration.
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