"It's a turkey sweetie."
"Mmm, this chicken is good!"
"It's turkey honey."
Upon seeing the bones after the carving:
"Mom, did that used to be a dinosaur?"
"No, Hales. It used to be a turkey."
We may be well past the holiday before Hayley associates Thanksgiving with not only the right bird, but the correct animal in general. One that hasn't been extinct for millions of years.
It was a fun holiday anyway, especially with this Little Turkey.
I don't care how much you grow Jackson, you'll still be my little boy for ever and ever, even when you're big(ger)!