Gobble Gobble

The girls had a Thanksgiving program for school last week that Matt and I were able to attend.  Usually they host a lunch with very good turkey food but they went for a story about the pilgrims and the indians this year...trying to teach our kids something I suppose;).  Matalley told me that she was going to jail and that the program was not very long (she knows how to pitch a trailer).  She wasn't lying about it being short...15 minutes to be exact, so I'm wondering if the teachers were pushing for some more vacation time too (the meal would last an hour and then they'd have clean up duty after that).

Here is Matalley being toted off to jail for practicing a religion not recognized by the King.  I hope she never (NEVER EVER) has a mug shot but IF she does, I hope she's as pretty and happy as she was at this moment.

Getting sick on the Mayflower:

 

Lola played a turkey (which she is most of the time anyway so it wasn't too far a stretch). She was the only one of the six that made it through the entire program without crying for Mom or Dad.

 

I know you are thinking, "Wow, that is the cutest turkey and pilgrim I've ever seen!"