Revenge of the Eaten

This past weekend we had six children between the ages of three and seven at our house on Friday night. So I busted out Crafty Mom and decided we would try a Thanksgivingy type craft, in a futile effort to shut them up for a few minutes.

We traced little hands onto construction paper in yellow, orange and brown and then mounted each little turkey onto a sheet of card stock. And then I made the mistake of handing them markers...to add legs and eyes and so on. And that was when the little dears lost all of their holiday decoration potential...we had Star Wars the Clone Wars turkey and colored so much you can't see the autumn colors turkey and then there was Pinky's creation... the only one that really looked like a turkey when we were done.

That turkey is in fact covered in machine guns. And yes, it is shooting the people. That guy in the corner there, he's screaming.

How festive.

I would just like to say, for the record, that when my kids watch TV they watch PBS. I must have missed the episode of Sesame Street where a PO'd turkey goes on a rampage and kills every one.

Some People's Kids

After nearly soaking the linoleum off of the floor while they were showering this evening I told the boys they would have to clean up the mess they made.

Stinky sauntered into the living room a while later and I told him to turn it around and clean up the water. He informed me that he had already cleaned it up.

"Really? What did you use to clean it up?"

His response?

His sister's towel of course. What else would he have used?